The Distant Journey

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The ink had barely dried on the date when the cold draft swept across the blotting paper, lifting the corner of the ledger and pinning it to the wall with a sudden, sharp chill that made my fingers numb in the joints. I am writing to you, Clara, from the master bedroom of our father’s estate, a place that feels less like a home and more like a waiting room for a judgment I do not understand,...

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