The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The rain hits the window like a drum. You are tired. Your hands shake. The cloth is wet. It is cold. You stand in the courtyard. The stones are slick. You look at the man. He is tall. He is old. His eyes are gray. He holds a lantern. The light is yellow. It cuts the dark. "Stay," he says. His voice is low. It is rough. Like stone on stone. You do not move. Your legs are lead. You are not a...

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