The Pale Path

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The Pale Path

The coat is gone. You remember the color. It was blue. A deep, bruised indigo that seemed to swallow the light in the small, cramped room of the boarding house. It was your father’s coat. He had worn it for twenty years. The wool had thinned at the elbows. The lining had frayed at the seams. It smelled of pipe tobacco and rain. It was a Sunday. The town of Harrow was quiet. The church bells...

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