The Faded Dust

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The Faded Dust

The house had been waiting for us, or perhaps we had been waiting for it, a distinction that blurred in the amber haze of the late afternoon light which seemed to hang in the air like a suspension of fine, golden dust that settled on every surface, every piece of furniture, and every face in the drawing room with a quiet, accusatory persistence. I sat in the high-backed chair that had belonged...

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