The Distant Temple

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Veronica Zamudio knew the exact weight of a lie, or so she thought, standing in the garage that also fixed marriages. The air smelled of ozone and wet wool, a stale mix that clung to her throat. She held the voicemail saved eleven times in her pocket, the plastic case worn smooth by her thumb. Her brother was sick, and the medical bills were a debt that bled into her own life. She had been...

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