The Distant Summer

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The alarm screamed at 0400. It was a digital shriek, flat and devoid of nuance. I sat up. The sheets were cold. I did not move my legs. I waited for the fear to subside. It did not. It settled in the marrow. I dressed. The uniform hung heavy on the frame of my body. I checked the sidearm. The weight was familiar. It was a comfort. It was a lie. I walked to the window. The fog had swallowed the...

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