The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

The hand was the first thing he noticed. Not the face, not the eyes, but the hand. It rested on the table, pale and still, fingers slightly curled as if holding an invisible, fragile bird. Elias sat across from her. The air in the small community center hall smelled of stale coffee and floor wax. Outside, the rain lashed against the single window, blurring the view of the parking lot into a...

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