The Faded River

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The Faded River

The water was already running red by the time I stepped off the ferry, the current churning against the rusted pilings of the dock like a wound that would not close. I had come to Harrow’s Creek to find silence, to let the old man in me wash away the noise of the city, but the noise had followed me, wrapped in the skin of a stranger. I am a teacher of history, a man who has spent forty years...

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