The Wistful Petal
The morning light came to Richmond upon Thames at an angle that had nothing to do with the sun. It came from the greenhouse at the bottom of the garden, from behind the fog-veiled glass, in a pale gold that seemed to emanate rather than reflect\u2014like something remembering how to glow. Isobel Whitcombe stood at the kitchen window with her tea cooling between her hands, watching it, and for...
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