The Golden Cellar

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The Golden Cellar

"Put it in the box." I looked at the gold. It gleamed. It was small. A coin. Or a seal. It did not matter. It was mine. I had found it in the dirt. I had wiped the grime. I held it tight. My hand shook. "Put it in the box," he said again. Thomas stood there. He was tall. He was old. His face was a map of lines. Deep lines. Soft lines. He looked at me. He did not blink. "I can keep it," I said....

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