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The Pale Shovel

Death in 100 Words


Genieve Dawkins

© 2012

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Copyright 2012 by Genieve Dawkins

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The Pale Shovel

Death in 100 Words

He wiped his forehead with the back of a grimy hand and squinted against the sun’s unrelenting glare. Wavy steam rose from the packed asphalt. Digging graves was hard work, especially at midday in the desert. The shovel groaned, shuddered and strained as he rammed it into the unyielding earth beneath the cracks in the asphalt. The body was starting to smell ripe. He needed to work faster now.

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