The Distant Affair

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The train hissed. Steam curled. I left her hand. Margaret stood on the platform. Her face was pale. She did not speak. I watched the mist. The mist obscured her form. Then she was gone. I am a cartographer. I map the land. I measure the distance. I calculate the slope. I record the elevation. These are facts. Facts are safe. Facts do not weep. I traveled north. The engine shook the carriage....

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