The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The frost bit into my hands. I wiped them on my apron. The ice was thick. I chiseled it. It cracked. White shards flew. They cut my cheek. I did not flinch. "Careful," said Julian. He stood by the door. He held a lantern. The light was yellow. It trembled. "You’ll break the whole pane." "It is already broken," I said. "Inside. And out." "I see no cracks," he said. "You are seeing things,...

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