The Golden Visit

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The Golden Visit

The jar is cold in your hand. It has been cold for three days. You walk through the pine forest, the needles crunching like dry bones under your boots. The air smells of rot and resin. You are walking away from the house. You are walking toward the river. The jar is heavy. It is full. You do not look down. You know what is inside. You have known since the morning the soldiers came. You have...

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