The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

The ink was still wet on the ledger when the door opened. I did not look up. I knew the weight of the steps before I saw the man. Director Halloway stood in the doorway, his hands clasped behind his back, his face a mask of bureaucratic indifference. He was a new appointment, a man of rules and rigid lines, where I was a man of dust and faded paper. He walked to my desk and placed a single...

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