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Chapter 65

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The house was too quiet.

Tim noticed it the morning after Daniel left, standing in the kitchen at five with his coffee and the particular stillness of a house that had adjusted itself around an absence. Not the ordinary quiet of early morning before the day began. Something with a different texture, heavier, more present, the kind of quiet that existed specifically because something that had been filling it was no longer there.

He stood at the kitchen window and looked at the garden.

The bench
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