The Distant Summer

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The glass shattered before I could catch it. It was a heavy vase. Porcelain, white with blue swirls. It had sat on the mantelpiece for thirty years. Now it lay on the hardwood floor in pieces. A hundred jagged teeth biting into the silence of the living room. I stood there. My hand was still raised. The shockwave of the impact traveled up my arm, a dull thud in my elbow. I looked at the shards....

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