The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

The kettle screamed. It was a thin, high sound, like a wire snapping in a cold room. I poured the water. It hit the leaves with a hiss that seemed too loud for the quiet of the office. My hands shook. Not from the cold. From the knowing. I had served tea to the Minister for twenty years. I knew the exact temperature he preferred. I knew which cup held the faintest chip on the rim, a defect he...

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