The Faded Frequency

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The letter lay on the kitchen table. It was a single sheet, cream-colored, brittle at the edges. I had found it in the drawer of the old desk in my father’s study. The desk was gone now, sold at auction. But the paper remained. I read it. It was dated November 14th, nineteen ninety-eight. My father wrote to his brother, Thomas. Thomas lived in Chicago. He had died in the winter of two thousand...

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