The Distant Summer

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The orchid sits in the center of the mahogany desk, a fragile, white sentinel against the dark wood. You have tended it for three weeks, watering it only when the soil turned to dust, misting its translucent leaves until the air in the room hung heavy with a scent that is less perfume and more memory. It is dying. You can see it in the way the lower leaves have yellowed and curled, in the...

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