The Wistful Dinner

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The rain against the window of the dining room is not a sound, but a texture, a static hiss that fills the silence between the clink of silver and the heavy, suffocating weight of the air. You sit at the head of the table, the wood cold under your palms, wearing the suit that costs more than your father’s annual salary in the year he left for London. The suit is new, tailored to the inch, a...

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