The Distant Summer
"Did you say the word, boy? Did you actually say it?" The voice of Sergeant Major Elias Thorne cut through the humid air of the kitchen, sharp as a scalpel slicing through cold fat, and you froze with the spoon halfway to your mouth, the steam from the pot rising in a ghostly column that obscured the face of your father who sat at the head of the table, his hands wrapped around a mug of coffee...
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