The Distant Summer

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You drive. The rain streaks the windshield. You wipe it. It comes back. The wipers beat a rhythm. Left. Right. Left. Right. The building stands on the hill. It is white. It is cold. It is a hospital. It was a research institute. Now it is just a building. The lights are off. You park the car. The engine ticks as it cools. You sit. You breathe. You are here for the letter. You found it in a...

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