The Distant Joke
The glass shattered. It was not a loud sound. It was a sharp crack, like a knuckle breaking in the cold. The mirror in the hallway hall fell in pieces. Silver shards scattered across the hardwood floor. They glittered in the dim light. Elias stood still. He held the hammer in his right hand. His arm was trembling. He did not drop it. He looked at the glass. He looked at his hands. The house was...
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