The Last Letter of Clarehaven
The Last Letter of Clarehaven Clara Whitmore stood at the window of her bedroom and watched the mist rise off the Lake District hills. Tomorrow she would marry Arthur Pemberton, Member of Parliament for a constituency she could not locate on a map. She did not mind. Arthur was a good man. He was also, in her estimation, profoundly boring. But good was what she was supposed to want. Good was...
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