The Distant Whispers
The hum is in the teeth, not the ears, a vibration that starts in the molars and works its way up the jawbone until the whole head feels like it is being tuned to a frequency just below hearing. "You’re doing it again," Clara said, her voice flat, cutting through the low drone that seemed to pulse from the walls of our kitchen. "That flinch. Like a dog that’s been kicked too many times." I set...
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