The Wistful Dinner
"You’re late, Arthur. The soup is getting cold. Sit down. Don’t look at me like that. I know what you’re thinking. You think I’ve forgotten. I haven’t forgotten." The voice belongs to your sister, Elara. She stands in the doorway of the dining room, holding a ceramic bowl in one hand. In the other, she holds a pair of silver tongs. They are old. They are tarnished. They are the only things in...
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