The Wistful Silence

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The copper wire slipped from my fingers, coiling on the concrete floor with a sound like a snake striking, and I watched it settle before I looked up at Major Halloway. He was standing by the window of the office, his back to me, watching the rain streak the glass in long, erratic lines. I had come here to ask for a transfer to the coast, to somewhere the air didn’t hum with that low-frequency...

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