The Distant Whispers

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The first thing Margaret noticed, as the shadow detached itself from the wall and began to bleed into the air, was the smell of overripe peaches, a cloying, heavy sweetness that had no business existing in the sterile, cold silence of their suburban kitchen, a scent that smelled like decay disguised as fruit, like the final exhale of a summer that had been strangled too early in the autumn...

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