The Wistful Dinner

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The ledger lay open on the kitchen table, the columns of red ink bleeding into the cheap paper as Arthur Vane counted the days he had left to pay the rent. Twelve days. The number was a physical weight, a stone in his gut that matched the silence of the house. Outside, the November wind stripped the last brown leaves from the elm tree, slapping them against the windowpanes with a dry, rhythmic...

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