The Pale Path

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The Pale Path

"You're late." The voice was thin. It cut through the humidity of the kitchen. My father sat at the table. He did not look up. He held a small glass of milk. The liquid was white. It was thick. It clung to the glass. He watched it swirl. He did not drink. I closed the door. The lock clicked. The sound was loud. It was sharp. It echoed in the small room. The walls were damp. The wallpaper was...

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