The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

Clara. The name hung in the air, sharp and cold, spoken by the rain against the windowpane. Clara stood in the hallway of her sister’s house, the front door locked behind her, the key jangling uselessly in her hand. She was thirty years old, a nurse with calloused hands and a credit card maxed out for medical bills she didn’t want to name. The house was supposed to be sold. That was the plan....

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