Chapter 1 · free to read
Mirrors down both walls of a corridor too narrow for two people to pass without turning.
Four years of learning every line of a part nobody would ever let me say out loud.
They brought the curtain in at nine forty. She was dead before it touched the floor.
One sodium lamp, rain going sideways through it, and a man who had waited in that alley to be the one who told her.
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