The Golden Cellar

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The Golden Cellar

The rain in Seattle did not fall; it hovered, a cold, gray mist that settled into the pores of the skin and the joints of the bone. Elias, twelve years old and too thin for his coat, watched the water bead on the window of the delivery van. He was not supposed to be there. He was not supposed to be anywhere near the sub-basement of St. Jude’s Hospice, a place where the air tasted of antiseptic...

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