The Distant Threshold

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The ink bled through the cheap paper of the eviction notice not because the pen was wet, but because the hand holding it was trembling with a heat that had no source in the winter air, and Margaret Holloway stared at the black, spreading blotches as if they were bruises forming on her own skin, feeling the familiar, cold weight of survival pressing against her ribs while the rain hammered...

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