The Wistful Dinner

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The roast beef was cold. This was the first thing Arthur noticed, a fact that sat heavy in his stomach like a stone in a shoe. He sat at the head of the long mahogany table in the dining room of the estate, the wood polished to a mirror sheen that reflected his own face back at him, pale and drawn. The other guests were still there, or rather, their absence was still there, a vacuum that hummed...

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