The Wistful Crossroads

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The kettle sings. It is a high, thin note, a sound that has lived in your kitchen for ten years. You hold the lid. Your hand trembles. Not from the heat, though the steam is fierce. It trembles from the weight of the silence that follows. You pour. The water hits the leaves. The smell of Earl Grey rises, sharp and floral, a ghost of normalcy in a room that has become a cage. You are not alone....

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