The Wistful Crossroads

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The teapot cracked. Not loudly. A whisper. A hairline fracture running from the spout to the base. Elias saw it. He always saw it. The porcelain was white. It was clean. It was dead. "Did you hear that?" asked Martha. She stood by the stove. Her back was to him. She held a wooden spoon. The spoon was chipped. "I did," Elias said. He did not look at the pot. He looked at her. Martha turned. Her...

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