The Pale Letter
14th November, 1916 The Somme, France "You have no right to this, Penhaligon. The fire was total. The records are ash." I stared at the Major’s desk, a slab of varnished oak that seemed to repel the dust of the trench, and felt the weight of his silence pressing against my sternum. He did not look at me; he looked at the window, where the November rain was streaking the glass in long, gray...
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