The Golden Greenhouse
The letter lay on my desk, the ink still wet enough to catch the dust motes dancing in the afternoon sun, and I read the dismissal order three times before I realized my hands were shaking. It was a standard form, number 40-B, used for the termination of staff who had become "a liability to the institutional integrity of the Royal Archives," a phrase that tasted like copper in my mouth, cold...
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