The Faded Dust

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The Faded Dust

The train from Boston to the remote St. Jude’s Asylum in the Vermont hills had been running late for three hours, a fact that had already cost Mara thirty minutes of sleep and most of her nerve. She pressed her forehead against the cold glass, watching the tree line blur into a grey smear, her hands trembling not from the cold but from the weight of the accusation hanging over her:...

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