The Golden Song

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The Golden Song

The taxi door hissed shut, sealing Clara in the silence of the rear seat. She pressed her forehead against the cool glass, watching the rain streak the view of the corporate tower she had just left. Thirty-two years old, and she had just burned her bridge to the only life she understood. Her mother was dying, a fact that had arrived with the cold, bureaucratic precision of a final invoice....

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