The Pale Door

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The Pale Door

The letter was on the desk. It had been there for three days. Margaret did not look at it. She looked at the window. The rain hit the glass in thin, sharp lines. The office was cold. The heating was off. It was always off in November. The air smelled of old paper and damp wool. Margaret sat in her chair. Her hands were still. She was waiting. The door opened. Thomas walked in. He held a cup of...

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