The Golden Myth

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The Golden Myth

The note was three lines, written in Clara’s cramped hand on the back of a grocery receipt, and it sat on the workbench where the brass gears lay scattered like the teeth of a dead animal. She had taken the savings. She had taken the car. She had taken the silence that used to fill the house, leaving only the tick of the town clock in the distance, a sound that had begun to bleed into the air...

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