The Faded Apartment

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The train rattled over the iron tracks, a rhythmic clatter that seemed to sync with the beating of Margaret’s heart. She sat by the window, watching the industrial sprawl of Blackwood fade into the grey mist of the morning. In her lap, she held a leather case, worn smooth at the edges, containing the only thing she had left of her mother’s: a silver brooch shaped like a dove, its wings spread...

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