The Distant Garden

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The letter lay on the desk, the ink still wet, the paper stiff with the dampness of the November air seeping through the cracked window. You read it twice, the second time slower, letting the words settle into the grooves of your mind like dust into a crack. Your pension, the text stated, was to be processed immediately, citing health concerns that you knew were fabricated by the very hands...

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