The Golden Greenhouse

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The banquet hall of the St. Jude’s Community Center smelled of roasted garlic, stale beer, and the peculiar, metallic tang of institutional anxiety, a scent that had seeped into the walls over decades of town councils, school board meetings, and funerals for men who had lived too hard and died too quietly. Dr. Arthur Penhaligon sat at the end of the long oak table, his hands folded neatly over...

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