The Wistful Letter

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Chapter One June Ledbetter was thirty-two years old and had not slept through the night since the winter the mill burned. He sat in the care-home day room, the television low behind him, playing a commercial for frozen peas that no one was buying. The room smelled of lemon polish and old urine, a scent that had settled into the linoleum like water into cypress knees. He held a bird gun in his...

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