The Paper Crane
Act I The letter arrived on a Tuesday, creased three times along lines that made the envelope crackle like dry leaves when Clara opened it. Her uncle's handwriting, once proud and looping, had shrunk into something jagged and hurried. The words did not require reading more than once: the estate was insolvent, the creditors pressing, and London had already consented to take her in as a junior...
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