The Pale Path

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The Pale Path

The fluorescent lights hummed a low, electric note that seemed to vibrate in my teeth. I sat in the corner of the intake room, my hands folded tightly in my lap. The plastic chair was cold. It seeped through the thin fabric of my skirt, a damp chill that settled deep into the bones. Across the room, the intake officer, a man with the weary eyes of a man who had seen too many broken things,...

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