The Faded Bouquet

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The Faded Bouquet

The black mold in the basement did not grow in the dark; it grew in the silence. You knew this because you had measured the expansion of the hyphae against the grain of the foundation walls, tracking the microscopic tentacles as they crept up the concrete, a slow, velvet tide that only advanced when you looked away from Clara. She was forty, and she was dying, her lungs a cage of glass that...

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