The Wistful Voyage

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2026-08-22 17:51:49 -

October 14, 2023 The foghorn screamed again this morning, a low, ragged tear in the air that felt like it was pulling something out of my chest. I stood by the window in the hospital room, watching the grey mist curl around the base of the lighthouse, and I knew with a certainty that chilled my blood that we had to move. Clara has been in this bed for three years, three years of the smell of...

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