The Pale Dance

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The Pale Dance

The gavel hit. It was a loud crack. Margaret stood up. Her knees were weak. She looked at the man in the chair. He was not a god. He was a man. He had a stain on his tie. "You have the right to remain silent," the prosecutor said. "I am not silent," Margaret said. Her voice shook. She hated the shake. She wanted to scream. She did not scream. She breathed in. She breathed out. The room was...

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