The Wistful Letter

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The shrapnel embedded itself in the mahogany desk of my study just as the ceiling beams groaned under the weight of the world. I did not look up. I knew the trajectory of the projectile before it struck, a knowledge so visceral it felt like a memory rather than a perception. My husband, Julian, was three floors down, in the cellar where we had stored the vintage claret and the ledgers of our...

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