The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

Ruth Tillman’s hands were black with grease, the oil packed deep into the whorls of her fingerprints as she wrestled the upright piano down the escarpment road. The instrument groaned, a low, wooden complaint that vibrated through her shoulder blades, while the dust of the hollow settled on her eyelashes like gray snow. She was thirty-two, a woman who moved heavy things for a living, and the...

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