The Faded Attic

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The Faded Attic

I. The glass in the attic did not lie; it merely waited. That was the rule, the only rule that held true in the upper room of the house on forty-seven of Widow's Landing. The reflection moved a half-second after the body. A lag. A stutter in the light. I had lived with it for thirty-four years, watching my own face arrive late to the world, always a beat behind the truth. Now, the sleet was...

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