The Wistful Ashes

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The Wistful Ashes

The rain had been falling for three days, a steady, gray curtain that turned the streets of Chicago into slick rivers of reflection. You sat in the booth at the back of the diner, the vinyl peeling slightly from the seat, your eyes fixed on the silver chain necklace resting on the table. It was a simple piece, a thin link of platinum holding a small, unremarkable tag. To anyone else, it was...

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