The Golden Myth

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The Golden Myth

The bill lay on the kitchen table, the paper thin and gray, smelling faintly of the hospital antiseptic that had clung to Arthur’s coat for three days. He turned it over in his hands, the numbers blurred by the sweat in his palms, and read the total again, the sum of the doctor’s fees and the cost of the morphine that had kept the coughing fits at bay for the last week. He looked up at Elara,...

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