The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

The cellar was warm. It smelled of damp earth and old wool. We sat in a circle on the concrete floor. My brother, Thomas, had brought a bottle of whiskey. His hands shook. The glass trembled against the table. He poured a drink for me. He did not ask if I wanted it. I drank. It burned my throat. It soothed the cold in my bones. We were trapped. The door was locked from the outside. The windows...

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