The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

The pen was stuck. I pressed the nib against the paper, feeling the cold bite into the wood of the desk, but no ink came out. It was a standard Federal form, a simple log of vehicle movement, but the tip of the pen had frozen solid against the page. I looked up. The window of the patrol station was white. Not snow, but a film of ice that had formed from the inside, crawling across the glass...

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