The Wistful Dinner

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The ledger lay open in George Marsh’s hands, the paper soft and damp from the humidity that had begun to seep into the walls of the manor. He pressed his thumb against the entry for the October mortgage, the ink bleeding into a dark, irregular star. The house groaned, a low tectonic shift that vibrated through the floorboards and up into his shins. George wiped his hand on his trousers, leaving...

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