The Distant Joke

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The Distant Joke

The pen was already in my hand, the tip hovering over the spreadsheet cell that should have held the number 4,020.15, but instead held a void. I was thirty-four years old, a forensic accountant at Meridian Insurance Group, and I had been staring at that empty box for three hours. The air conditioning in the open-plan office hummed a low, flat note that drilled into my molars, a sound I had...

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