The Golden Song

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The Golden Song

The hand was warm. That was the first thing that struck you, the terrible, wet warmth of it against your cold, starched fingers, a shock that bypassed the brain and settled directly into the marrow. You held the severed limb of Thomas Ashworth, a boy of nineteen, while the rest of him lay in the trolley bed behind you, a ragged silhouette of white sheets and red stains. The ward at St. Jude’s...

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