The Wistful Letter
The wool of the coat clings to your skin like a second, heavier flesh, and you have stopped noticing the weight of it, just as you have stopped noticing the way the air in the St. Jude’s Institute for the Gifted feels thicker, more viscous, each morning you step through the oak doors. It is a contemporary building, all glass and steel and aggressive minimalism, yet the light that falls through...
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