Cold Rust

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Cold Rust

The gas station on Route 95 had been open forty-three years. Jack Morrison had worked there for eleven, which meant he had seen most of the people who lived in this part of Pennsylvania come and go. Or go, anyway. Most of them. It was his third night in a row. The kind of night where the fluorescent lights buzzed loud enough to hear and the cold came through the brick walls like it had a...

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