The Distant Garden

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Chapter One Why does a thing that is dead still demand to be fed? I ask this to the glass, but the glass only shows me the hollows under my eyes, deeper than the salt pans outside the window. I am Reza Rahimi, forty-two, retired stagecoach guard, and I have spent the last three days trying to identify the black orchids that have erupted in my wife’s garden. They do not open to the sun. They...

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