The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

The ledger had three hundred and twelve lines. I counted them twice, my finger tracing the indented columns of debt and asset, the ink still wet and slick under my thumb. Six years in Blackwood Manor, and the arithmetic had never once balanced in my favor. The house ate its own keep, a hungry mouth that swallowed the interest on my bonds before the year was out. My heart, a wet and arrhythmic...

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