The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The ledger sat on the kitchen table, its weight a physical thing, pressing the wood down into the grain. I counted the hours I had spent since waking, four, and the miles I had walked to the post office, six. The pension check was supposed to arrive by the fifteenth, a sum that covered the heating oil and the mortgage, the bare bones of survival in a house that was slowly rotting from the...

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