The Golden Downtown
The church stood in the center of the town of Oakhaven not as a place of worship, but as a monument to a silence that had grown too heavy for the stone walls to contain. It was a building of such profound and aching beauty that it seemed to draw the light of the afternoon into its stained-glass windows and hold it there, trapped in amber, refusing to let it go. Margaret Holloway sat in the back...
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