The Golden Visit

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The Golden Visit

The rain had stopped. The air smelled of wet stone and iron. I stood at the door. My hands shook. Not from cold. From hunger. A deep, hollow ache in the belly. A hunger that no bread could fill. I looked back at the house. It was empty. My wife had left three days ago. She took the cat. She took the silence. I took the map. The map was old. Paper brown with age. Ink faded to grey. It showed a...

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