The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The water is calling him home, Julian whispered, his voice thin and reedy against the damp wood of the wall. He did not look at me; he was staring at his hands, which were caked in a black silt that had not washed away since the shift began, the grime working into the whorls of his fingerprints like a second skin. I reached for the cold water of the basin, my knuckles white, the metal biting...

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