The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

The coat was not merely worn; it was eroded, its wool thinned to a gauze that whispered against the skin like the breath of a dying animal. Arthur stood by the window of the study, the glass fogged by the chill of the November evening, watching the headlights of the ambulance sweep across the driveway in long, red arcs that bled into the dark. He did not move. His hands, clasped behind his...

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