The Ash of Vanity

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The Ash of Vanity

(V-13: Hard-boiled) The farm was a graveyard of rusted machinery and dead corn. It sat in the middle of a dust bowl in Nebraska, a place where the wind didn't blow; it scoured. I was the one who stayed. The "adopted" son, the one who did the heavy lifting while the biological heirs were in the city, pretending to be gentlemen. My father, a man who had once owned half the county, was now a heap...

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