The Wistful Petal

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The Wistful Petal

The soup was thick. It smelled of boiled cabbage and rust. Margaret stood in the center of the kitchen, the wooden spoon still in her hand. It was a tool of war, she decided. A battering ram for the silence that had settled over the house like snow. She did not look at Thomas. She looked at the pot. The lid lifted with a hiss, releasing steam that curled into the cold air. The air tasted of...

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