The Pale Exile

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The Pale Exile

The silver cufflinks weighed forty-two grams. I knew this because I had weighed them every morning for three years, on the scale from my old lab, which I kept in the top drawer of the desk where they sat, cold and heavy as a small, dead bird. They were the only things Margaret had left that I hadn’t buried with her, and every morning I picked them up, felt the specific, brutal gravity of the...

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