The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The fog did not lift in the valley of St. Jude’s. It sat upon the water like a wet wool blanket, gray and heavy, swallowing the pines that lined the shore of the reservoir. Margaret Holloway woke not to an alarm, but to the sensation of weight pressing against her chest, a physical density in the air that made breathing a labor. She lay in the narrow cot in the guest room of the old millhouse,...

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