The Distant Promise

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The rain did not fall so much as it was pressed against the windshield by the sheer velocity of my descent, a static hiss that masked the groaning of the suspension and the violent, rhythmic thumping of my own heart. I was driving the old Volvo through the Appalachian hollows, the headlights cutting two weak, yellow cones into the absolute blackness of the November night. My hands were slick on...

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