The Wistful Saga

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The Wistful Saga

The soup had been simmering since dawn, a thick, amber broth that smelled of thyme and old wood, and I stood by the stove in the kitchen of the Ashworth Manor, my hands wrapped around the ceramic bowl as if it were the only solid thing left in a world dissolving into mist. I am a man who has spent the last forty years learning the language of silence, a private investigator by trade but a...

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