The Wistful Letter

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The house was breathing. You could hear it. A slow, wet inhalation that pulled the air from your lungs before you had time to draw your own. You stood in the hallway. The floorboards groaned under your weight. They sounded like old bones shifting in a grave. You were here to fix it. That was what you told yourself. That was what the letter said. The house was leaking. The water was rising. You...

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