The Distant Journey

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Elias, don’t sign it. The paper was thick, cream-colored, and smelled of stale pipe tobacco. I looked at my brother’s name printed in bold serif type, then at the signature line that waited for my mark. It was a routine transfer of custody, a formality for a man who had been dead for three weeks. But the air in the small office was tight, vibrating with a low hum that I felt in my teeth before...

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