Cracks

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Eleni Another millimeter on that crack in the ceiling. Or maybe the same millimeter as last time. If the cot were a little higher, I could trace it with my fingers. Yagdash hasn’t been back in three meals, and I don’t know whether I dreamed his message anymore. “—the f**k do you mean, no?” a woman shrieks. I lever myself up on an elbow. I haven’t heard a woman’s voice since Camila last left. “I need more protection here!” The voice grows louder, as if approaching, and I realize it is Camila. “Are you f*****g listening to me? At least half a dozen men.” Someone murmurs a response, but their voice is too low for me to hear. Their statement ends in a thud I can’t make sense of from inside my concrete cell. “Last night, those f*****g redheaded gnats hit the White Winter. We lost people.

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