The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The coal dust was in my teeth. It was in my lungs. It tasted like iron and old ash. I sat on the edge of the cot in the narrow cell, my hands bound by the heavy leather straps of the warden’s office. The room was small, windowless, and smelled of damp stone and sweat. Outside, the factory whistle blew. It was a long, shuddering sound that vibrated through the floorboards and up into my bones. I...

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