The Faded Attic

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The Faded Attic

The rain hits the roof. It sounds like fingers drumming. You are seven. You sit on the floorboards. The wood is cold. You press your back against the wall. You wait. Your mother is downstairs. She is loud. The words come up through the trapdoor. They are sharp. They are hard. She is speaking to the man. The man is the inspector. He wears a grey coat. He smells of damp wool. He brings papers. He...

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