The Pale Circus

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The Pale Circus

The letter from the Constabulary was yellowed at the edges, the ink faded to a brown rust. It stated clearly that if I cleared the Harrow Mill by the end of the month, my pension would be doubled. I read it twice, my thumb tracing the line of my signature where it was not yet. Outside, the wind tore at the shutters of my cottage, a dry, scraping sound like nails on slate. I was thirty-four...

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