The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

"Three days, Fadumo. That is all the time left before the Bureau takes her." The inspector’s voice was flat, a dry rattle in the recycled air. I stood in the kitchen of our habitat unit, the ceiling stains spreading like a slow, dark flower across the white paneling. Amina was not there. She was in the holding cells on the lower level, waiting for the preliminary measures. I held the vase in my...

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