The Cooling Valley
I Tom Riley drank beer out of the bottle because the fridge had stopped working three weeks ago and he hadn't told anyone. Not his ex-wife, not his daughter, not the guy at the bar who knew his name even though Tom didn't know his. The beer was warm and the bottle was sweaty and it was the best thing he had tasted in days. The factory had closed on a Thursday. It was always a Thursday. His...
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