The Distant Threshold

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The letter from the solicitor, dated the fourteenth of October, lay on the passenger seat of my truck, its cream paper yellowing slightly at the edges where the dashboard heat had warped it, the ink of the firm’s signature a sharp, formal black that contrasted with the smudge of my own grease-stained thumbprint where I had folded it in half. It stated, with the polite brutality of men who deal...

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