The Pale Garden

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The Pale Garden

The order slip lay on the damp stone table, its edges curling from the moisture that seeped through the floorboards of Ward Four. I read the inventory list twice, my finger tracing the ink: *Morphine, 12 vials; Digitalis, 8 vials; Pale Garden Extract, 1 vial (sealed).* The paper was thin, cheap, the kind the institution used for billing the estates of the dead. I signed my name at the bottom,...

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