The Distant Promise

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The house on the hill did not look like a home; it looked like a bruise left on the skin of the valley, a sprawling, Gothic shadow of slate and ivy that seemed to breathe in the damp evening air. I had worked for Mr. Silas Vane for three years, a period that felt both like a blink and a lifetime, my days measured in the rhythmic clatter of the typewriter and the smell of cold coffee. Vane was...

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