The Wistful Dinner

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2026-08-20 06:24:39 -

The rain did not fall so much as it hung, a suspended grey curtain of wet mist that clung to the eaves of the house, turning the air into a heavy, breathing thing that smelled of rotting leaves and old stone, and you stood in the kitchen, your hands wrapped around a ceramic mug that had gone cold an hour ago, watching the water drip from the gutter onto the flagstones below with a rhythmic,...

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