The Faded Dust

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The Faded Dust

I woke to the sound of the bees. Not the usual hum. A low, grinding thrum that vibrated in the floorboards. It felt like a engine idling in the basement. I lay still. The sun was already up. It cut through the gap in the curtains and lit up the dust motes dancing in the air. They looked like gold. They looked like ash. My wife, Sarah, was already awake. She sat on the edge of the bed. Her back...

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