The Boil of Pride

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The Boil of Pride

The needle went in at an angle I had not intended. I watched the blood well up from Thomas Webb's shoulder--a dark, steady bead that traced the line of his collarbone and fell to the floorboards with a sound I could barely hear over the howling wind outside. One tube less than I meant to draw. The mistake was invisible to everyone but me, and that was the worst part. "Mr. Webb," I said, binding...

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