The Faded River

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The Faded River

The door shuts behind you. The lock clicks. It is a small sound. But it is loud in your head. You are standing on the porch. The wood is cold under your feet. You look at the house. It is quiet. The lights are off. You did not turn them off. He did. He left them off. He left everything off. You have been here for ten years. You do not remember the first year. You remember the second. You...

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