The Pale Letter

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The Pale Letter

I woke with the taste of cold ash in my mouth and the distinct, heavy sensation of holding a ceramic shard in my right hand, a jagged white fragment that cut into my palm with the precise, intimate pressure of a bone breaking, and I lay there in the dark of the small room above the bakery, staring at the water-stained ceiling, trying to remember if I had actually shattered the vase or if the...

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