The Wistful Voyage

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The clock on the mantel ticks. It is a heavy sound. It fills the room. You are still there. You are always there. The brass is cold against your fingers. You have polished it for forty years. It shines like a wet eye. "Did you hear them?" It is Margaret. She stands in the doorway. Her dress is dark. It swallows the light. She looks at you. She does not look at the clock. "I heard the carriage,"...

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