The Wistful Asylum
The ceramic bowl had survived three moves, a divorce, and the slow, grinding erosion of twenty years in the same house, but it did not survive the Tuesday morning that Margaret Holloway decided to pack it away for good. It was a modest vessel, glazed in a deep, bruised indigo, with a chip on the rim that she had long ago accepted as part of its character, a small scar that proved it had been...
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