The Wistful Mirror

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The letter lay on the mud, its edges dark with water, the ink of the Border Patrol directive bleeding into a gray smear that Elias Thorne could not decipher without lifting his head to the rain. He read it again, the paper slick against his calloused fingers, the words promising a promotion that would cover the surgical costs for his daughter’s fractured spine, a sum that outweighed the weight...

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