The Distant Legend

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The rain had not stopped for three days, a gray sheet that blurred the border fence into a smear of mud and wire. Elias Thorne stood in the doorway of his sister’s house, watching the water drip from the eaves, his boots heavy with the damp earth of the valley. He was thirty-four years old, a border patrol officer with twelve years of service, and he was afraid. Not of the border, nor of the...

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