The Golden Visit

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The Golden Visit

The rain on the roof of the Blackwood Asylum for the Insane sounded like a thousand small hands tapping against glass, a persistent, maddening rhythm that had accompanied Arthur Pendelton for thirty years of service. He stood at the head of his bed, the sheets pulled up to his waist, feeling the damp chill of the room seep into his bones. It was the night before his retirement. Tomorrow, he...

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