The Distant Nightmare

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The house is quiet now, a silence that has teeth. You stand by the window, watching the rain strip the last bruised leaves from the oak in the front yard. The water runs in thick, gray sheets, blurring the street, erasing the neighbor’s car, dissolving the world into a smear of wet asphalt and shadow. Inside, the air is still. It holds the scent of old paper and cold tea, a smell that has...

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