The Pale Path

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The Pale Path

The water in Harrow Creek had turned a bruised violet by Tuesday, a color that did not belong to the earth. Margaret Holloway stood at the edge of the property line, her boots sinking into the wet clay, watching the current move with a sluggish, deliberate malice. It was not just the color that unsettled her; it was the silence. The creek, usually a noisy tangle of gravel and birch roots, had...

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