The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

The fluorescent lights in Sector 4 hummed a low, persistent note that Margaret Holloway had long since stopped hearing. She sat on the edge of the low cot, her fingers tracing the rim of the crib where Julian slept. The boy was three months old, his skin pale as the sterile walls, his breathing shallow and rhythmic. Margaret kept his eyes open. She would not let him sleep. Sleep was when the...

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