The Golden Greenhouse

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14 March, 1912. The glass panes of the structure bleed a viscous, metallic gold when I look away, a phenomenon that defies the optical logic of the industrial smog hanging over Oakhaven. I am thirty-four years old, a botanist by training and a wife by desperation, and I sit in the drafty kitchen while Thomas coughs into a handkerchief that comes away spotted with rust-colored phlegm. The grant...

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