The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

The soot had a taste, like burnt pennies and old iron, and it coated the back of my throat with a grit that no amount of water could wash away. I wrote the date in the margin of the stolen ledger paper, my hand trembling not from the cold, but from the shock of seeing my father’s face slack and grey in the hospital bed, his chest rising and falling with the shallow, wet rasp of a man drowning...

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