The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

Who can hold the weight of a lie without breaking? The question hung in the damp air of the tannery office, unanswered, as Aisha Habib adjusted the lead type in her fingers. The metal was cold, biting into her skin, a chill that traveled up her wrist and settled in the bone. She was thirty-two, and the years had carved lines around her mouth that deepened every time she smiled, which was...

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