Short Questions, Long Silences

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The fog came in. William watched it. His father was dead. Eleven days. He had not spoken to anyone since the doctor came. The cup on the saucer had a ring of cold tea in it. The chair was pushed back from the table. Oliver always pushed his chair back when he rose for a moment. This was not a moment. William lit the lamp. He went down. One hundred and thirty-seven steps. The kitchen was cold....

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