The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The letter lay on the desk, the paper yellowed and brittle at the edges. I held it up to the window, squinting at the ink. It was from the University. The handwriting was not the Chancellor’s. I knew that script well, stiff and angular. This was slanted, hurried, and the signature at the bottom was forged with a clumsy hand. I set the paper down. The floor beneath my feet gave a low, rhythmic...

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