The Golden Myth

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The Golden Myth

Lucia Jarama’s hands were buried to the wrists in the boiling mass of caramel, the heat searing the skin of her forearms as she turned the wooden paddle with the rhythmic, desperate force of a woman trying to hold back the tide with her bare fingers. The kitchen in the old schoolhouse smelled of burnt sugar and the damp, algae-heavy air of the Galician ria pressing against the single pane of...

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