The Distant Summer

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Chapter One She remembered the weight of the jade seal, how it sat in her palm like a stone from the riverbed, cold and heavy with a history that did not belong to her, and she had tried to forget it, but the forgetting was a labor in itself, a daily hauling of stones from the shore. Fatuma Hersi stood in the workshop, the air thick as wet wool, and she looked at the loom, the white silk...

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