The Distant Summer

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The glass is cold against your forehead, and the breath you hold there does not match the shape of your face. You pull back, wiping the condensation with your sleeve, but the reflection in the mirror of the bathroom sink stays a half-second too long, a ghostly afterimage that blurs before it sharpens. It is a trick of the light, or so you tell yourself, as you brush your teeth and spit into the...

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