The Distant Garden

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The coat is red. It is not a bright red, the kind that screams for attention in a crowd. It is a deep, arterial red, the color of dried blood on a winter field. It sits on the hook by the door, waiting. You know it is waiting. You have always known. You are the captain. You hold the keys to the house, the ledger, and the silence. Your wife, Elara, is gone. She left on a Tuesday. It was raining....

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