The Distant Affair
The glass tumbler sat on the edge of the mahogany desk, a perfect cylinder of crystalline silence, catching the slanting afternoon light that filtered through the tall, arched windows of the Sterling & Vane Actuarial Society. It was a beautiful object, cool and clear, holding a measure of water that seemed to defy the dusty, dry air of the office. Margaret Holloway watched it with a stillness...
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