The Distant Nightmare

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The air in the Grand Hotel’s ballroom was thick with the scent of stale lavender and the heavy, suffocating sweetness of too many roses, a cloying perfume that clung to Margaret Holloway’s throat like a damp wool scarf and made it difficult to draw a full, steady breath as she stood near the chandeliers, watching the dust motes dance in the fractured light that spilled from the windows where...

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