The Golden Cellar

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The Golden Cellar

The rain in Seattle did not fall so much as it hung in the air, a heavy, gray curtain that blurred the edges of the city and turned the wet asphalt into a mirror reflecting the sickly yellow glow of the streetlights. Margaret Holloway stood under the awning of a closed bodega, watching a puddle ripple around the roots of a dying maple tree, her breath fogging slightly in the chill, and she felt...

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