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Contents
Chapter One
YOU TAKE EVERYTHING with you.
That is the last lesson. The last of all the lessons. The last words of Staff Sergeant Presley.
You take everything with you, Boy.
The Boy tramped through the last of the crunchy brown stalks of wild corn, his weak left leg dragging as it did, his arms full. He carried weathered wooden slats taken from the old building at the edge of the nameless town. He listened to the single clang of some long unused lanyard, connecting against a flagpole