The Distant Summer

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The rain in Oakhaven did not fall so much as it settled, a persistent, gray dampness that seemed to seep into the marrow of the bones and the fibers of the wool coats worn by the patrolmen. Elias Thorne stood in the narrow office of the border station, the window behind him frosted with condensation that blurred the view of the mist-choked valley below. He was thirty-two, a man whose face had...

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