The Golden Suspect

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The soup was too hot, or perhaps it was the steam rising from the bowl that blurred the edges of the room, but I swear I saw the fracture lines in the porcelain before I even lifted the spoon. It was a dish Aris had taught me, a consommé of roasted marrow and thyme, served in a bowl he claimed was made from the shards of a wedding set that had broken the day the bride walked out on the groom....

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