The Pale Mist

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The Pale Mist

The woman in the green coat did not look up as she sorted the silverware, her fingers moving with a mechanical precision that seemed to defy the trembling of her hands, a tremor that had been her constant companion for the last three months, a vibration that started in the tips of her toes and climbed up her shins, through her knees, and settled heavily in her jaw, a physical manifestation of...

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