The Wistful Dinner

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The rain had turned the gravel of the county jail parking lot into a slurry of mud and broken glass, a texture that Elias Thorne felt through the thin soles of his boots as he stood watching the back of his brother’s head disappear through the heavy steel doors. Elias held the wet receipt for a coffee he had not drunk in his left hand, the paper soft and dissolving against his palm, a small,...

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