The Pale Bonsai

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The Pale Bonsai

Thorne. The name hung in the air, sharp and singular, before the HR director, Mrs. Gable, could finish her sentence. She did not look up from her tablet. Her eyes were the color of the linoleum floor, a flat, institutional beige that seemed to absorb the weak afternoon light filtering through the blinds. The room smelled of stale coffee and the ozone tang of the air purifier, a soundless hum...

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