The Distant Affair
The seal broke not with a bang, but with a wet, tearing sound that echoed through the sterile, white silence of the isolation ward, a sound that Margaret Holloway heard in her marrow before she saw the glass shatter against the reinforced concrete floor. It was a Tuesday, or perhaps a Wednesday; time had become a viscous, unreliable substance in the high-security medical unit of St. Jude’s, a...
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