The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The leather strap of the mill wheel was in my hands, slick with grease and the sweat of three days’ labor, when I finally let go. It dropped onto the stone floor with a wet thud that seemed too loud in the sudden quiet of the workshop, a sound like a heavy bone breaking. I looked at my own fingers, which were trembling not from the cold that had settled into the marrow of my bones since the...

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