The Faded Portrait

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2026-08-20 20:53:11 -

The coat was the first thing to go. You remember the weight of it, the heavy wool that had once been the color of deep slate, now faded to the pale, washed-out grey of winter ash. It hung on the back of a wooden chair in the hallway, a silhouette of loss against the peeling wallpaper. You had worn it for twenty years, through the damp winters of your tenure, through the long nights grading...

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