The Wistful Incense
Chapter One Chantal Gaspard, home health aide, had three clients and a debt older than her career, and the light before the hailstorm turned the courtyard of the solar greenish, a color that made the linoleum in the kitchen look like rotting wood. I was scrubbing the grout in the bathroom of my third client, Señora De León, when the radio in the hallway crackled with the sound of a child...
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