The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

The rain had not stopped for three days, a persistent and grey weeping that turned the gravel path behind the house into a slurry of mud and decay, a path that had once been the proud and straight line of my father’s authority before it was surrendered to the encroaching wet and the slow, indifferent erosion of time. I stood at the back door, holding a glass of whiskey that I had not sipped in...

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