The Golden Visit

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The Golden Visit

You wake in the blue dark. The clock on the nightstand ticks. It is a mechanical sound. Heavy. Deliberate. You count the seconds. One. Two. Three. The number grows. Your heart beats against your ribs. You are old. Your body is a map of creaks and aches. You remember the dream. It was clear. Too clear. The house. The hallway. The red door. You sit up. The sheets are cold. You pull them up. The...

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