The Distant Garden

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Elias counted the hours. Not the clock on the wall, which ticked with a mechanical indifference, but the hours of his own life, weighed against the pension ledger. Forty-two years old, twenty years of service, and the board required a certificate of sanity to release the final installment of his severance. The certificate was a formality, a signature, a nod. But Elias could not sign it. His...

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