The Wistful Witness

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The train slows. You watch the trees blur into a gray smear against the window glass. The air inside the car is stale, thick with the scent of wet wool and old paper. You sit in the corner, your hands folded in your lap. They are cold. You do not move them. You do not shiver. You are Margaret. You are the witness. You are the keeper of the path. The door opens. A man steps in. He is tall. He...

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