The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The ledger held forty-three names, each inked in the same dry, gray pen that the office used for everything from supply requisitions to death certificates. I counted them twice, my finger tracing the indented lines where the nib had pressed hard enough to tear the paper’s surface. My pension was supposed to be in the third column, a sum of years traded for a monthly check that would keep the...

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