The Chalk and the Candle
The Chalk and the Candle  Act I The wind that morning carried more than rain. It carried Clara Whitmore's watercolours from her window ledge, fifty sheets of paper that would have cost three weeks' wages had they been lost to the Thames forever. She pressed her face to the glass, watching as the pages scattered across the muddy street below, and felt something break inside her chest...
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