The Collapse of All Possible Tastes
In one version of the night, Tommy Cross died at the bottom of a canyon, his green Chevrolet wrapped around a Joshua tree, the impact crushing his skull against the steering wheel. In another version, he never left the kitchen at all. Jack had been turning this over in his mind for weeks — the quantum nature of the past. Every event, he had read, existed in a state of superposition until it was...
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