The Pale Protocol
The wool is thinning. You know this because you can feel the cold air touching your skin through the fibers. It is a grey cardigan, heavy and old, the kind of thing that holds the shape of the body that wore it. You bought it at a estate sale three years ago. It was the only thing you kept from the house of the woman who died in the hospital bed next to yours. She had been alone. You had not....
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