The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

The goose was dry, the wine cold, and the applause loud enough to rattle the silverware. You sat at the head of the long table, your spine rigid against the velvet chair, while Marcus, the new director, raised his glass to the room. He spoke of legacy, of the unbroken chain of stewardship that held the St. Jude’s Historical Society together. His eyes found yours across the candlelight, a sharp,...

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