The Pale Bonsai
The tree arrived in a crate of other people's debris, wrapped in brown paper and twine, smelling of damp earth and something older — camphor, perhaps, or the faint sweetness of dried moss. Eleanor found it on a Tuesday in November, three weeks after the funeral, three weeks after the solicitor's letter arrived on thick cream stationery announcing that her uncle Arthur had died alone in his...
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