THE MEMORY WARD
The old surgical tower had been condemned for three years, but the lock on the side door had rusted through in the summer humidity and nobody had gotten around to replacing it. Cassidy Beauregard discovered this on a Tuesday in July, the hottest day of the Atlanta summer, when she could not sleep and the motel room with its floral wallpaper and dripping faucet felt like a place that was...
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