The Wistful Skyline

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The needle was in the vein, but the line was not clear. Elias watched the IV drip, counting the seconds between the beads of saline that should have been flowing. Four seconds. Five. Six. The bag was empty, yet the tube remained dry, a hollow vein of plastic leading to his wife’s arm. He did not look up. He looked at the floor, at the scuff marks on the linoleum that looked like dried blood, or...

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