The Wistful Grid

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The Wistful Grid

The elm tree in the garden had begun to die, its bark peeling away in long, dry strips that looked like the skin of a leper, and Margot watched it from the window of the library, where the air was thick with the scent of old paper and the faint, metallic taste of the rain that was gathering outside, a weather system that seemed to have been brewing in the atmosphere for years rather than days....

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