The Golden Visit

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The Golden Visit

The rain hits the window with a rhythmic thud. You are twelve. You are in the kitchen. The smell of wet wool is in the air. It is thick. It is heavy. You hold a spoon. You stir the porridge. The wood smoke curls up. It smells like old paper. It smells like your father’s coat. You do not like the smell. You remember the last time you wore that coat. It was cold. It was dark. Mr. Vane is in the...

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