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Valaparaiso Fiction Review 2021
The trumpet's refrain
Clay had tried all the seats in the hospital waiting room over the past three hours — the straight backs, the lounge chairs, the foot stools — all in cheerful pastel tones. None of them felt comfortable anymore.