The Wistful Mirror

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The ledger lay open on the mahogany desk, its spine cracked from twenty years of use, and I counted the columns of red ink with a trembling finger, trying to make the numbers add up to a life I could afford to live. The debt stood at four thousand pounds, a sum that felt less like money and more like a physical weight pressing against my sternum, while the antique mirror in the hall, the one my...

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