The Wistful Dinner
The ledger in Mr. Vane’s office recorded twelve thousand, four hundred and thirty-two seconds of deviation, a number that had grown by one for every minute I spent in Julian’s presence since the master departed for the coast, leaving behind the silence of his absence and the terrible, rhythmic pulse of the pocket watch he had left on the workbench, a brass instrument that ticked backward only...
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