The Faded Bouquet

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The Faded Bouquet

"Get out of my way, Hira. The doctor is waiting." Mara’s voice was thin, stretched over the wire of the hallway. Hira Beg did not move. He stood in the rotting corridor of the ancestral home in Karachi’s old quarters, clutching a shattered porcelain hand to his chest. It was a cheap thing, a souvenir from a market in Lahore years ago, but its jagged edge dug into his palm. He wanted to sell the...

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