The Distant Garden

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The deed to the estate was missing, or rather, it was there, but the ink had faded into a ghostly grey that matched the wallpaper, a bureaucratic error that Mildred Cavett intended to correct before the war ended. She stood in the scullery, the stone trough beneath her hands still damp from the morning’s meltwater, which had risen in the cellar like a slow tide, threatening the foundations of...

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