The Faded Bouquet

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The Faded Bouquet

"You look like a ghost," Mara said. She did not look up from the cutting board. The knife moved in short, sharp strokes. Thud. Thud. Thud. The sound was wet and final. Elias stood in the doorway of the kitchen. He was trembling. Not from cold. It was October in the city, but the radiator clanked like a dying heart. He was trembling because he knew she was right. He looked like a ghost. He felt...

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