The Wistful Silence

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The rain fell on the city like a sheet of hammered silver. It did not wash the streets clean. It merely made the grime shine. Margaret stood at the window of the small apartment. She held a glass of cold tea. The liquid trembled in her hand. Outside, the traffic moved in a slow, gray river. Headlights blurred into streaks of amber and white. She watched them go. She did not blink. Her sister,...

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