The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

He woke with the smell of wet earth in his nose. It was not a pleasant scent. It was heavy. It was old. He sat up in the chair by the window. The glass was cold against his cheek. Outside, the rain fell in long, gray sheets. The house was quiet. Too quiet. The clock on the mantel did not tick. It had stopped hours ago. Or perhaps it had never started in this dream. He looked at his hands. They...

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