The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The train cut through the grey morning like a blade. We were moving. The wheels clicked. Click, click, click. A rhythm in the blood. I sat by the window. The glass was cold. I watched the fields blur. Thomas sat across from me. He held a cup of tea. Steam rose. It curled. It vanished. He looked out the other side. His back was to me. A wall of wool. A grey, quiet wall. We had been friends for...

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