The Distant Clue

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The Distant Clue

The bread in the communal kitchen of the St. Jude’s Institute for the Unexplained was dense, gray, and tasted of ash, a texture that Margaret Holloway had come to recognize as the physical manifestation of her own dwindling hope. She sat alone at the long, scarred oak table, her hands wrapped around a ceramic mug of tea that had long since gone cold, the steam having vanished into the sterile,...

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