The Golden Farce

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The Golden Farce

The town of Oakhaven was not a place where things stayed broken for long; it was a community of mending, of patching, of turning away from the ugly fissures in the plaster and the cracks in the foundation. But in the high attic of the old stone manor, the wind did not patch. It only sifted. Eleanor Whitmore stood before the mirror, a tall, silver-backed thing that had belonged to her...

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