The book was black. Not the kind of black you see, but the kind of...

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The book was black. Not the kind of black you see, but the kind of black you feel, like standing ...

Jack Callahan found it three days after his father's funeral, in a cardboard box marked "Miscellaneous" in handwriting that was definitely his father's and definitely shaky, like the man had been afraid of whatever he was writing. The box had been in the back of a closet in the house Jack had not been in since he was twelve years old, the house on South State Street where he had grown up and...

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