The Faded Attic

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The Faded Attic

The sound of the floorboards giving way was not a crash, but a long, wet groan, like a bone snapping under the weight of too much rain. Margaret Holloway did not look up. Her fingers were buried in the insulation, the fiberglass fibers itching against the skin of her hands, a technical necessity she had accepted with the same stoic resignation as the rest of her life. The attic was a sealed...

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