The Golden Quest

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The Golden Quest

The gate was stuck. I pulled. It groaned. A low, wooden sound. Like a man dying in his sleep. Maggie stood on the step. She held her shawl tight. Her knuckles were white. "Leave it, Thomas," she said. "I’m not leaving it." "It’s a bad omen." I looked at the gate. The iron was rusted. The latch was bent. It had been bent for years. We never fixed it. We were too busy. We were always busy. "It’s...

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