The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

Hoda Khalil’s needle punched through the damp wool, the thread pulling taut as a wire, when the red filament snapped across her vision and severed the air. She was three stitches from finishing the hem of a retirement complex uniform, the fabric gritty with industrial dust, when the sight of the debt-prison’s intake queue flickered in her mind, a phantom overlay of her brother’s suffering. The...

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