The Pale Bridge

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The Pale Bridge

The needle went in, then out, then in again. Twelve stitches for the hem, forty for the bodice, and a hundred and twenty for the lining that needed to hold the weight of the silk without tearing. Clara Vane counted them under her breath, a dry, clicking rhythm that matched the tick of the clock on the wall of the cramped room above the laundry. The year was 1912, and the city of Oakhaven...

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