The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The clock on the mantel ticked backward. Elias Thorne did not look at it. He looked at the empty chair across the kitchen table, where Mara had been sitting until ten minutes ago. The smell of burnt toast hung in the air, sharp and acrid, masking the older scent of lavender and dust that had defined their marriage for thirty years. "Did you hear me?" Elias asked. The question felt heavy in his...

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