The Faded Bouquet

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The Faded Bouquet

The silver was too cold, Elias thought, holding the brooch up to the gaslight, its surface vibrating with a faint, sub-audible hum that seemed to rattle the very bones of his wrist. He adjusted his cufflinks, the brass ones Margaret had given him for their tenth wedding anniversary, and stepped out of the back room into the main shop where the air smelled of machine oil and stale tobacco. The...

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