The Faded Dust

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The Faded Dust

The fire did not start with a spark, but with a sigh, a long, rattling exhalation from the belly of the old iron stove that had kept the Millers’ kitchen warm through three winters of biting cold. You were standing by the window, your back to the heat, your hands resting on the rough grain of the wooden sill, feeling the tremor of the house settle into the foundation like a dog finding its...

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