The Wistful Grid

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The Wistful Grid

The dinner party had ended. The plates were stacked in the sink, a precarious tower of ceramic that Margaret watched with a stillness that felt unnatural. She was a professor of architectural history. She knew the weight of stone. She knew the tensile strength of steel. She knew the precise angle at which a load-bearing wall would surrender to gravity. She did not know how to carry the silence...

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