The Distant Nightmare
Gladys Ledbetter remembered the cold before she remembered the fear. It had started in the engine room of the HMS Perseverance, a patch of air so dry and still it felt like pressing a thumb against a bruise. She was twenty-eight then, a clerk in naval intelligence, and her hands were already shaking from the fever that had settled in her chest. The ship was docked in the rain belt, the Pacific...
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