The Distant Summer

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The roof came off first. You felt the wind before you saw the damage. It was a dry, screaming gust that tore through the valley and lifted the shingles of the depot like dry leaves. You were on the roof, hammering a loose rafter, when the world tilted. Your boots slipped on the wet cedar. You fell. Not far. Just enough. You hit the gravel drive. Your right hand took the impact. You heard the...

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