The Wistful Dinner

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I Who was I, before the mirror moved? I ask this because the question is the only thing that has not changed, even as the hand has. We are sitting in the dining room of the estate, the air heavy with the weight of roasted pheasant and the steam rising from the tea service, and I am watching the man across from me. Mr. Thorne’s left hand rests on the white linen, fingers spread, still as stone....

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