The Distant Joke

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The Distant Joke

The rain had been falling for three days, a steady, gray sheet that turned the windows of the estate into blurred mirrors. I sat in the study, the air thick with the scent of old paper and damp wool, watching the droplets race down the glass. It was a quiet sort of violence, the way the weather eroded the world outside. My father had been dead for two weeks, and the house still felt like it was...

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