The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The letter from the solicitor was thin, the paper brittle as dried leaf, and the ink had faded to a pale, watery blue. Margaret Ashworth sat on the edge of the bed in her rented room in Bristol, her fingers tracing the line item for the estate’s debts: four thousand pounds, a sum that dwarfed her savings and her pride. She was thirty-two, a woman who had spent the last decade working as a...

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