The Distant Affair
The Distant Affair The object arrived in a box the size of a prayer book, wrapped in brown paper that had yellowed to the colour of old tea stains. Clara Whitcombe found it on her kitchen table at dawn, delivered by a courier who would not meet her eyes. There was no return address. Only her name, written in a hand she had not seen in eleven years—Eloise's hand, the hand that had once traced...
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