The Pale Mist

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The Pale Mist

The ledger had forty-three pages. You count them. One, two, three. The paper is thick, cream-colored, stained with the dark rings of old tea. You hold it in the kitchen of your father’s house, the window open to the yard where the mist lies like a wet wool blanket over the grass. It is thick. It is everywhere. You can hear the tick of the clock on the mantel, a slow, wooden heartbeat, but the...

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