The Wistful Saga

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The Wistful Saga

The trowel felt heavier than it had in the morning, the steel cold and slick with a sweat that was not mine, resting in a palm that had begun to tremble with a fine, rhythmic vibration. I held it over the wet lime and sand mixture in the wooden trough, watching the surface ripple with a faint, oily sheen that seemed to pull the light from the early afternoon sun. The St. Jude’s bell tower rose...

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