The Faded River

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The Faded River

The coffee cup slipped from my hand before I even registered that I had dropped it. It hit the tile floor with a sharp, final crack, shattering into white shards that scattered across the grout like broken teeth. I stood there, my hands still trembling, watching the dark liquid spread in a slow, viscous puddle toward the base of the refrigerator. Sarah was standing in the doorway, her arms...

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