The Wistful Grid

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The Wistful Grid

The invitation to the winter solstice gala at the Whitmore Estate had arrived on heavy cream stock, the ink smudged slightly as if the postman’s fingers had been wet with rain or perhaps with the residue of a broken bottle. It was a summons to a world that Eleanor Vane had not entered in three years, a world of mahogany and hushed conversations where the air always smelled faintly of beeswax...

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