The Distant Joke

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The Distant Joke

The glass shattered not with a crash but with a sigh, a wet, heavy exhalation of liquid and crystal that pooled on the linoleum floor of the interrogation room, spreading out in a dark, viscous web that caught the sterile, humming light of the fluorescent tubes above. I stood there, my hands trembling at my sides, feeling the phantom weight of the bottle I had dropped, the bottle that had held...

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