The Pale Path

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The Pale Path

The rain had not stopped for three days. It fell on the slate roof of St. Jude’s Asylum for the Insane with a persistent, rhythmic hiss that drowned out the wind. Margaret Holloway walked the long corridor. Her shoes squeaked on the wet stone. She was the new auditor. She carried a ledger. The ledger was heavy. It was bound in cracked leather. Inside, the pages were stained with tea and old...

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