The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

The rain had been falling for three days, a steady, gray curtain that blurred the horizon and turned the dirt track into a slurry of mud and broken stone. I sat in the cab of the truck, my hands resting on the wheel, watching the wipers beat against the glass. They moved with a mechanical rhythm, left, right, left, right, slicing the gray world into manageable strips. My son, Thomas, was in the...

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