The Distant Summer

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The static in Arthur’s ears was not a sound but a pressure, a cold vacuum that sucked the heat from the air before it could reach his skin. He had been sitting in the rotunda of St. Jude’s for three hours, the damp wool of his cardigan clinging to his spine, waiting for the committee’s decision that he knew, with the certainty of a man who has felt his own bones rotting from the inside out, was...

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