The Pale Garden

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The Pale Garden

The letter from the solicitor, dated three days prior, lay on the kitchen table, its edges curling slightly in the humid air. Elias Thorne adjusted his spectacles, the brass rims digging into the bridge of his nose, and read the final clause again: the estate sale would proceed on the fourteenth, barring any legal impediment. He had spent forty years cataloging the paper trails of this town,...

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