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Mood Indigo

Heather Alabaster parked her Lexus on the lot of Saint Robert of Newminster’s monastery. The low-hanging clouds, grey and heavy with mist, swept over the green grass and the more distant wall of pine trees past the logging road. As … Continue reading

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Qualities of Light

Heather Alabaster looked out the train window at the countryside passing by. Sossity Chander glanced over at her. “Listen to this,” she said, reading from a tourist book she had checked out of the library last week: “Qualities of light … Continue reading

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