The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The letter lay on my desk, the paper thin and yellowed by the damp. It was a notice of suspension. My name, Elias Thorne, was printed in a typeface that looked like it had been cut by a hand rather than a machine. I read it twice. The ink bled slightly at the edges, a dark halo spreading into the fiber of the page. I wanted my pension. I wanted the money to buy the morphine for my mother, whose...

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