The Distant Journey
The letter lay on the kitchen table, the paper yellowing at the edges, the ink smudged where Elias’s thumb had rested too long. It was a notice of deduction, a bureaucratic slab of text that cut the air in the small room. Elias read it twice, the words refusing to settle into meaning, his eyes tracking the lines as if they were seams in a broken board. He wanted the bonus. He needed the forty...
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