The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The boy’s eyes were fixed on the linoleum, a patch of gray tile worn smooth by years of scuffing and cleaning, and he did not look up when I spoke. I told him he could leave, that the theft was minor, that the town was too small for the weight of a criminal record, but he remained seated on the metal chair, his hands folded in his lap with a stillness that felt less like obedience and more like...

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