The Pale Garden

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The Pale Garden

I inherited a garden that refused to be remembered. Not the house—God knows, I had no use for the house, with its vaulted ceilings and draughty corridors and rooms where the floorboards still groaned under the ghost of furniture. No, the garden. It clung to me like a second skin, or perhaps like a first skin shed by something that had crawled away long before I was born. The property sat on...

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