The Wistful Letter

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Act I The air in the trailer park tasted of rust and dry thunder, a heat that settled in the lungs like a physical weight, pressing against the ribs until breathing became a labor of will rather than instinct. I sat at the kitchen table, the one with the leg propped up by a folded newspaper, staring at the eviction notice taped to the inside of the screen door. It was a bright, violent orange,...

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