The Grief Counselor
I The war had ended two years ago, but the dead kept coming to Jim O'Connell's door. It started in November 1922, in a small apartment in Harlem that Jim shared with his brother Roy. Jim had just come home from the Argonne Forest, where he had watched three men die in as many weeks. He could not sleep. He could not eat. He could not be around other living people without feeling like he was...
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