The Wistful Dinner

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2026-08-19 03:14:32 -

The rain hits the window of the precinct station. It is a cold, gray rain. You are sitting in the corner office. The chair is wooden. It creaks when you shift. You are a sergeant. You have worn this uniform for thirty years. Your back aches. Your hands are still. They are the hands of a man who has held a rifle. They are the hands of a man who has held a child. The object is on the desk. It is...

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