The Golden Greenhouse

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The key is in your pocket, Arthur. You know it is. You have felt the cold brass bite into your thigh for three hours, a phantom weight that matches the hollow ache in your stomach. You are twelve years old, and you are standing in the rotting glasshouse at the end of the estate’s north garden, where the Victorian ironwork has begun to rust through into the soil. Your father, Thomas Bradshaw,...

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