The Wistful Dinner

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The rain did not fall so much as it hovered, a fine, grey mist that clung to Elias Thorne’s coat and seeped into the joints of his knees. He stood in the courtyard of St. Jude’s Orphanage, the abandoned brick structure looming against the bruised twilight sky. The building was a skeleton of its former self, windows boarded with rotting plywood, the roof sagging under the weight of decades of...

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