The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

The dream was of a blue wool sweater. It hung on a hook in a hallway that smelled of wet dog and old paper. The yarn was thick, the texture coarse against the mind’s eye. It was a sweater for winter, for waiting. For the long, gray stretch of the day when the sun refused to rise. In the dream, the sweater was warm. It had been worn by someone who loved him. The warmth was not just physical. It...

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