The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The iron was already cold when I found it. Not on the shelf where Mama kept it, with the handle wrapped in frayed twine to keep the scalding metal from her knuckles. Not in the cupboard beneath the sink, where we stored the lye soap and the starch. No -- it was on the windowsill of the parlour, the one that faced the canal, and the evening light was striking it at such an angle that the...

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