The Pale Dance
The rain hits the window. You hear it. You feel it in the bone. The house is quiet. Too quiet. Margaret is gone. She has been gone for three days. You do not cry. Crying is for civilians. You are a soldier. You are a keeper of order. You stand in the center of the kitchen. The linoleum is cold. It bites through your boots. You take them off. You stand in your socks. The floor is wet. It is...
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