The Pale Meridian

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The Pale Meridian

Bertha Priddy poured the bitter liquid into the chipped ceramic cup, her hands trembling not from cold but from the sheer weight of the task. The apartment at ninety-six of Widow’s Landing was damp, the linoleum peeling at the corners where the September frost had crept in through the cracks of the window frame, a physical fact that bit into her knuckles. She did not look at the surface of the...

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