The Wistful Grid

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The Wistful Grid

The invitation arrived on thick, cream-colored stock. It smelled of dust and old money. The font was sharp, black, and unforgiving. You are cordially requested to attend the Annual Review of the Department of Ethical Oversight. Margaret Whitmore read the card twice. Her hands did not shake. They never did. But inside her chest, a small, green thing was waking up. It was a vine. It had been...

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