The Brightest Thing
The Brightest Thing ACT I Chicago in 1924 smelled of rain on asphalt and cheap perfume and something underneath both, something that smelled like money and rot. Claire Beaumont stood on the platform of the Union Station and took a deep breath, trying to memorize the sound of the city before she had to learn how to survive it. She was twenty-five, with a teaching certificate from Ohio State...
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