The Distant Summer

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The fluorescent tube above my head flickered, a staccato buzz that seemed to vibrate directly into my molars. I adjusted the magnifying lamp, the beam cutting a harsh cone through the dust of the basement archive. The year was 1892, or so the ledger claimed, but the ink on the land deed before me looked fresh, too vibrant for a century of neglect. I was thirty-two, a junior archivist in the...

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