The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The glass of the hospital window was a cold, vertical sheet of ice that did not breathe, and when I pressed my forehead against it to look out at the grey, pitted parking lot, the woman staring back pressed hers a half-second later. I pulled my hand away, and the reflection lingered for a beat too long, her eyes holding a weight that mine did not carry. "You’re staring at the glass like it owes...

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