The Ghost on Atlantic Avenue
The Ghost on Atlantic Avenue The bench on Atlantic Avenue had a crack in the armrest where Tommy's elbow fit perfectly. Ten years of sleeping on it had done that—both to the bench and to Tommy. He woke at dawn the way he always did: slowly, like a man surfacing from deep water. The park was waking too. A dog walker passed with a terrier on a leash. A woman in a grey suit hurried past, talking...
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