The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

The rain had stopped, but the air in the waiting room still tasted of wet wool and stale coffee, a heavy, suffocating blend that clung to the back of Gerald’s throat. He sat in the plastic chair, the one with the broken caster that wobbled if you shifted your weight, and stared at the jar of peppermint candies on the small table beside him. They were wrapped in clear cellophane, bright green...

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