The Distant Garden

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The orchard had been there for three hundred years, a silent witness to the rise and fall of empires that no longer existed, its gnarled branches stretching like arthritic fingers over the manicured lawns of the White House grounds. Thomas Bradshaw stood before the iron gate, his uniform immaculate, his hands clasped behind his back in a posture of rigid deference. He was not a soldier in the...

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