The Distant Affair

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The jar was cold. I pressed my thumb against the glass, feeling the chill seep through my skin, and looked up at Mr. Thorne. He was standing by the window, his back to me, watching the rain streak the basement windowpane. "It’s just a curiosity, Clara," he said, not turning around. "Put it back in the restricted stack." I had found it three days ago, tucked behind a row of water-damaged ledgers...

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