The Wistful Letter

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"Put it in the box, Thomas. Now." I put it in the box. The wood was cold. It smelled of pine and old dust. I did not look at my father. I could not. If I looked, I would see the judgment in his eyes. I would see the hunger. "Is it done?" he asked. "Done," I said. My voice was steady. My hands shook. I kept them behind my back. The air in the room was thick. It tasted of iron. We were in the...

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