The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

The letter lay on the kitchen table, its edges curling inward like a dried leaf, the paper brittle and pale under the gray afternoon light. Margaret sat across from it, her hands folded in her lap, the knuckles white, the skin stretched thin over the bones. She had not moved in an hour. The rain tapped against the windowpane, a steady, rhythmic sound that seemed to count down the minutes of her...

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