The Unheard Plea

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The Unheard Plea

I remember the first time I saw him. He was a man of sharp angles and cold eyes, a tenant who treated the apartment like a hotel and me like a piece of furniture. He didn't know I was there, of course. To him, I was just a "draft" or a "creak in the floorboards." I wasn't always a draft. I had been a woman who loved the smell of rain and the sound of a cello. But I had died in this room, alone,...

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