The Wistful Dinner

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The carving knife was already in Elias’s hand, the tip resting against the white linen of the tablecloth, when the temperature in the dining room dropped by ten degrees. He did not look up. He cut a wedge from the roast duck, the skin crisp and glistening, and placed it on his plate with the steady precision of a man who had spent twenty years walking a line that did not exist on any map. The...

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