The Price of Wonder
She told herself she would only look. That was the first small compromise. The laboratory was behind a door that nobody else had opened in thirty years, and the things inside it belonged to no one, and there was no harm in looking. Clara Winters stood in the doorway of the transformed gasworks with her hands pressed against the iron frame and her breath coming in small white clouds in the cold...
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