The Ledger of Scales
The first thing Jack Sullivan noticed about the snake was that she was on the wrong side of the park. Emerald green, coiled around a bench leg like she owned it, and watching the people pass with an expression that was almost judgmental. Jack was thirty-five, Irish, and had been drinking since four in the afternoon. He sat on the other end of the bench and let her watch him drink. "You're not...
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