The Faded Alibi
The water in the well at the edge of the Ashworth property had always run clear, a cold, liquid mirror that reflected the sky with such fidelity that one could not tell where the earth ended and the heavens began. It was a constant, an unchanging fact in the life of Elias Thorne, who worked as a clerk for the local water authority, a man whose days were measured not by the sun but by the...
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