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... p> It was too dark. Too thick. It crept in every direction — between floorboards, under the table, soaking into the couch like it belonged there.
Hernan sat in it anyway.
His knees were wet. The sleeves of his shirt were smeared with it from where he'd tried to reach out. His hand still clutched his father's shoulder, but Solaris didn't move. He wasn't warm anymore.
Neither was his mother.
She lay crumpled near the window, arm twisted underneath her, half her face ...
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