The Distant Affair

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The rain lashed the cobblestones of the old town. It was a grey, relentless sheet. Margaret stood in the alley. Her hands shook. She held a bundle of cloth. It was red. It was worn thin at the elbows. The fabric felt cold. It felt dead. She looked up. The sky was black. A bell rang in the distance. One long, mournful tone. The people in the square moved like shadows. They carried candles. The...

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