The Golden Myth

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The Golden Myth

The air in the conservatory always smelled of damp earth and dried lavender. It was a scent that clung to the wool of Margaret’s cardigan, a ghost that followed her from the greenhouse to the staff room, from the staff room to the kitchen. She kept the glass doors open, just a crack, to let the autumn wind in. The wind carried the promise of rain, a low, droning hum that vibrated in her teeth....

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