The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The rain in Harrow was not like rain anywhere else. It fell upward. Margaret Holloway stood on the porch of the old Victorian house, watching the grey droplets detach themselves from the wet cobblestones and drift toward the bruised sky. They moved with a slow, deliberate grace, like insects fleeing a fire, or perhaps like memories trying to escape the weight of the body that held them. She had...

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