The Pale Dance

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The Pale Dance

The banquet hall of the St. Jude’s Historical Society smelled of roasted lamb and old paper, a cloying mixture that clung to Elias Thorne’s suit as he stood near the chandelier, watching the Board of Directors toast the upcoming centennial tourism campaign. He was thirty-four, an archivist whose hands were perpetually stained with the dust of the stacks, and he wanted nothing more than to see...

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