The Distant Summer

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"Do you still wear it?" The question hung in the air, sharp and cold. I looked down at my hands. They were trembling. Not from the chill of the November wind that bit through the brickwork of the factory floor, but from the weight of the silence I had carried for ten years. "It’s just a coat," I said. My voice sounded thin. Distant. Like a radio signal from a station that had been off the air...

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