The Wistful Grid

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The Wistful Grid

The sugar did not dissolve; it crystallized against the roof of his mouth, a lattice of sharp, sweet points that tasted of old pennies and funeral lilies. Elias Thorne sat in the high-backed chair of his desk at the Meridian Insurance Company, the November rain of 1912 streaking the glass behind him in long, grey tears, and tried to speak to the empty air as if the presence of the grid in his...

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