The Faded Dust

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The Faded Dust

The house stood at the end of the lane like a stone left in a stream, worn by the relentless friction of years, its white clapboard siding peeling in long, flaking strips that resembled the dried skin of a wound refusing to close. Arthur Pemberton stood on the porch, his hands resting heavily on the wooden railing, feeling the dampness of the October air seep through the thin wool of his...

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