The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

The soup is burning a hole in the side of your mouth, a slow, expanding iris of heat that you do not dare spit out, and you watch your father, Thomas, sitting across the table in the sterile, humming quiet of the kitchen, pick up his spoon with a hand that trembles like a leaf in a draft, and you understand with a sudden, icy clarity that you have been running from this moment for ten years,...

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