The Pale Tale

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The Pale Tale

The bus door hissed shut behind Leo. He was eight years old. He held a tin can. The can was dented. It was painted blue. Once it had been red. Now the metal showed through in long, rusted scars. It was his only possession. His father had given it to him at the curb. Here, son. Leo had not looked up. He had stared at the mud on his boots. Keep it out of the rain. The door closed. The engine...

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