The Faded Alibi
October 14 I am writing this in the official record book because the ink in my own notebook feels too soft, too easily smudged, and I need the words to stay exactly where I put them. I am twelve years old. My name is Elias. I am here to keep a promise to Lily. She is eight. She is small, and her skin is the color of old paper, and she shakes when the wind hits the window. The town says she is...
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