The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

The fire took the roof first. Then the walls. Then the silence. I stood in the yard. The heat was a physical thing. It pushed against my skin. I held the coat. My father’s coat. The wool was thick. It smelled of smoke now. Before, it smelled of pipe tobacco and rain. It burned. Not the house. The coat. The flames licked at the hem. I watched. I did not move. I could not move. My legs were lead....

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