The Pale Shadows
"Notice of Final Liquidation. Account No. 4092. Balance: Zero." I read the line three times before the paper trembled in my hand. The ink was dry, black, and final. It sat on the linoleum of the workhouse dining hall, where the air smelled of boiled turnips and damp wool. I am Christina Dimitriou. I am thirty-four years old. I am a wet nurse, though my own child is elsewhere, a fact that makes...
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