The Faded Sutra

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The Faded Sutra

The letter lay on the mahogany table, its edges worn soft from my thumb rubbing the paper. It was a formal refusal, printed on heavy stock that cost more than my daily wage, and it denied me the promotion I had earned through twelve years of service. I read it twice, the ink sharp against the cream background, before I folded it into a small square and placed it in my breast pocket. The weight...

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