The Distant Nightmare

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2026-08-22 12:28:15 -

March 12th. The rain has not stopped for three days, turning the mud along the riverbank into a slick, black mirror that reflects the gray sky and the skeletal branches of the willows. I am thirty-four years old, a border patrol agent with twelve years of service, and I am waiting for the man who will end my career or save my life. My wrist is cold where the silver cufflink sits, a heavy,...

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