The Pale Garden

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The Pale Garden

The bell in the tower of St. Jude’s did not ring to call the faithful to prayer, but to warn them that the sky had broken. It was a sound that tore through the midday stillness of the city, a jagged, iron shriek that sent pigeons scattering from the cobblestones like gray smoke. Margaret Holloway stood at the window of her narrow room on the third floor, her fingers pressed so hard against the...

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