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Chapter 63: The Empty Rug

Author: Denton Mercer
last update publish date: 2026-10-25 00:43:24

Eliana

On Monday morning the librarian at Cranmer Avenue telephoned the flat, and her voice shook before she had finished my name.

"Miss T., I am so sorry. I didn't know who to ring. A lady from a children's fund has booked the story hour for tomorrow at three. A special reading, with press. She has a letter from the borough." A breath. "She asked me to keep the rug clear."

Mrs. Tate was at the stove with her back to me, and she kept her back to me. She had heard every word, because I had not t
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