The Golden Greenhouse

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2026-08-20 17:56:50 -

The glass shattered with a sound like a scream held back by teeth, a crystalline shriek that cut through the humid, stagnant air of the municipal greenhouse, and I watched the shards of my own reflection scatter across the terracotta floor, each fragment holding a distorted, fractured piece of Margaret Holloway, the woman who had once believed that if she pruned the weeds with enough precision,...

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