The Wistful Grid

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The Wistful Grid

The rain had not stopped in three days, a persistent, gray weeping that turned the yard into a muddy, breathing thing. Margaret stood by the window of the kitchen, her reflection ghostly against the wet glass, watching the water carve new channels in the earth where the garden used to be. The house, a sprawling Victorian thing that had stood on the hill for a century, creaked and settled around...

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