The Pale Meridian

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The Pale Meridian

The rain in the city of Oakhaven did not fall so much as it hovered, a suspended gray mist that clung to the skin and seeped into the bones. Margaret Holloway stood alone in the small, windowless office on the fourth floor of the Municipal Health Authority, the fluorescent lights humming a low, electric note that seemed to vibrate in her teeth. It was a Tuesday, indistinguishable from any other...

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