The Pale Bonsai
Chapter One Could a man really starve to death in a room full of food? Gustave Girard stood before the glass partition of the hospital pharmacy, watching the fluorescent lights buzz and flicker in a rhythm that matched the tick of the gas meter behind the counter, a sound so persistent it had begun to feel like a second heartbeat, or perhaps the first one had simply stopped. He was forty-two of...
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