The Golden Myth

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The Golden Myth

The rain did not fall so much as it hung in the air, a fine, gray mist that clung to the wool of Arthur Pendelton’s coat. He stood on the porch of the house that had once been his father’s, the one that now belonged to the bank, and watched the headlights of the moving van cut through the gloom. The engine idled with a low, persistent thrum, a sound that vibrated in his teeth. Inside, the house...

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