The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The company store’s ledger closes with a finality that tastes like salt on the tongue. I left my husband’s estate at dawn, the air sharp enough to cut the leather of my gloves. Thirty years old, a colonial police inspector, and I carried a vial of herbal tonic in my breast pocket. It glowed faintly, a blue-green pulse against the wool of my coat, a domestic anomaly I had learned to ignore. The...

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