The Distant Garden

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"Sign here." The pen felt heavy. Too heavy. Arthur held it by the tip. The ink bled. A dark blotch. Like a bruise. "You don't have to do this, Arthur." Margaret stood by the door. Her coat was on. One hand on the knob. Her eyes were dry. But the corners twitched. A muscle. A spasm. "The contract says otherwise," Arthur said. His voice was flat. A line drawn in chalk. It would wash away....

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