The Faded Dust

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The Faded Dust

The ceramic bowl sat in the center of the conference table, its surface cracked in a spiderweb pattern that I had traced with my thumb until the skin had bled, and I told myself that it was only a vessel for the coffee that Gerald Vance would pour for us, a simple piece of pottery that did not hold the weight of the thirty years I had given to this office, the thirty years of silence and...

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