The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

The rain had been falling on the slate roofs of Kettle Creek for three days, a persistent, gray drumbeat that seemed to synchronize with the slow, grinding ache in my knees, a physical manifestation of the guilt I had carried since I decided to leave, packing my life into two canvas duffels that smelled of mildew and old tobacco, watching my reflection in the shop window where the light was dim...

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