The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

The glass shattered. It didn’t break with a crash, but with a wet, sickening crack, like a rib snapping under the weight of a heavy boot. I was holding it. My hands were trembling so violently that the cold metal of the tray bit into my palms, but I didn’t let go. Not until the shards of the antique mirror—my mother’s, the one she’d kept hidden in the attic for forty years—scattered across the...

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