The Wistful Cipher
The mahogany desk in the study of the Whitmore estate was a monument to order, its surface polished to a mirror sheen that reflected the chandelier’s cold, fractured light, and it was upon this altar of commerce that I had spent the last seven years arranging the small, heavy weights of my father’s legacy, each brass component of the clock mechanism he had left behind sitting with a precision...
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