The Wistful Saga

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The Wistful Saga

The deed lay on the kitchen table, a sheet of heavy cream paper that felt absurdly light in my hands, lighter than the brass key I had turned a thousand times before the arthritis set in. I was forty-five years old, a retired constable from the Ashworth precinct, and I could not make my hand stop shaking as I tried to guide the pen to the signature line. The winter frost was three weeks away,...

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