The Wistful Grid

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The Wistful Grid

The ink was dry. The letter sat on the desk. It did not tremble. Mara stared at it. The paper was thick. It was cream. It smelled of dust. And old wood. The desk was oak. It was heavy. It held her. It held the weight of the room. The room was silent. The clock ticked. One. Two. Three. Four. She looked at the window. The rain fell. It hit the glass. It ran down. In lines. Straight lines. A grid....

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