The Golden Visit

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The Golden Visit

The rain had been falling since morning, a thin persistent drizzle that turned the garden path into a ribbon of crushed amber and wet slate. Catherine Ashworth stood at the French windows of the conservatory, her hands folded behind her back, watching the last light of afternoon bleed through the clouds like watered wine. She had not expected anyone. The house on Hester Street had been quiet...

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