The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

The rain did not fall so much as it hung in the air, a heavy grey veil that pressed against the glass of the fourth floor of the St. Jude’s Community Center. You were standing by the window, your back to the room, holding a wool coat. It was a dark green thing, thick and heavy, smelling of lavender and old tobacco. It had belonged to your father. It had belonged to you, or so you believed, for...

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