The Serpent's Pearl
Eleanor ate raw chicken from the pantry on a Wednesday. Thomas found the package on the kitchen floor, the plastic torn open with her teeth, the meat dark and slick in the dim light. She was sitting on the linoleum with her back against the cupboard, her hands buried in the package, and she looked up at him with eyes that had lost something—some small thing, some essential thing, like a door...
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