The Distant Affair
Chapter One Dong Zhang had not expected the silence to be so heavy, nor the rain so persistent, as he walked away from the Customs House on a Tuesday evening in 1924, the mud sucking at his boots with a sound like wet cloth tearing. He looked back once, not at the building itself, but at the window where Mrs. Gao had stood, her face a neutral mask of stone, before dropping into the memory of...
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