The Wistful Petal

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The Wistful Petal

The memo was printed on the cheap, flimsy stock that the city used for internal notices, the kind that tore if you breathed on it too hard. It sat on your desk, a white square against the gray laminate, demanding your signature by end of day. You read it twice. Then you read it a third time, not because you didn’t understand the words, but because the ink was moving, shifting from black to a...

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