The Distant Whispers

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The glass is thin. It cuts. That is the rule. I hold the shard. It is blue. It sings. My father says I am wrong. He says glass does not sing. He says it is dead. I show him the edge. It is bright. It is alive. I feel the hum in my teeth. He looks at me. His eyes are deep. They are wells. I do not look into the wells. I look at the glass. "Put it down, Thomas," he says. His voice is low. It is a...

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