The Wistful Asylum

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The air in the basement of the Whitmore Mill was thick, heavy with the scent of damp wool, stale coal dust, and the metallic tang of the large cast-iron stove that served as the room’s only heart, and Margaret stood before the long table, her hands hovering over the white cloth that covered the pot of broth, feeling the heat radiate against her palms like a living thing, a secret warmth that...

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