In the Middle of the Night

It was after midnight when the knock came at the door. The sound didn’t faze Henry, but it should have. He’d been sitting in the same spot on the king-size bed for hours. The impression his body left on the white sheets looked solid, like fingers pressed into clay.

“Yeah, coming,” he called after the second knock.

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