The Wistful Silence
Chapter One "Sign here, and here, and try not to smudge the ink, Fritz."‌​⁠⁠‌‌‌​​‌⁠​⁠‌‍‌⁠⁠⁠‌‍​​‍‍‌​​​​​​​​​​​​​​‍‍‍​‍​​‌‍⁠‌‍‍‍‍​⁠⁠‍‌​⁠⁠‌​‌‌​​⁠⁠‌​⁠ The clerk at the unemployment office did not look up from his screen. His pen hovered, a black needle waiting for skin. Fritz Zeringue signed the form with a hand that trembled only slightly, a vibration born of the cold coffee in his stomach and the...
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