The Wistful Witness

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The ink on the ledger was still wet when I first felt the vibration, a low, metallic hum that traveled up the bone of my wrist and settled behind my eyes. I was thirty-two, a junior archivist in the Ministry of Records, and I had been visiting my husband, Julian, for the third month of his imprisonment for a forgery he swore he had not committed. The hairpin, a slender rod of silver Julian had...

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