The Faded Attic

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The Faded Attic

The box is open. It sits on the floor between us, a wooden mouth agape. You see it. I see you. The dust motes dance in the shaft of light that cuts across the attic, indifferent to the weight of what lies within. Margaret is not here. She is at the hospital. She has been at the hospital for three days. The silence in this room is heavy. It presses against your eardrums. It presses against your...

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