The Distant Garden
Chapter One The dream of the walled garden had lasted longer than the waking life that followed it, a green and silent expanse that Rosario Villaseñor could still feel against his palms, the rough bark of the gate post gritty and real beneath his fingers, but when he opened his eyes in the cramped berth of the convoy, the green was gone, replaced by the sterile, recycled gray of the walls and...
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