The Distant Summer

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The letter lay flat on the marble table, its edges crisp against the polished stone. It was a resignation, drafted in my own hand, the ink still drying in the stark, unadorned font of a man who has decided to stop pretending. I held the crystal glass of champagne in my right hand, the liquid trembling slightly with the vibration that had been building in the walls for the past hour. The banquet...

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