The Great Bloom

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The Great Bloom

The party was magnificent, which was the problem. Reginald Vance stood at the edge of the Crossley garden and watched the lights spill across the lawn like spilled champagne, and every laugh that drifted over the parapet felt like a needle in his ribs. He had not been invited. He never was invited anymore, not since the war, not since his father died and left him an estate that was more land...

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