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CHAPTER 113: THE GNAWING WORM

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Élianor

The garden is white under the snow when I return from the hospital. White and silent and empty, as if the whole world had decided to fall silent after what my father told me, as if the flakes falling since this morning wanted to bury all the truths I have just learned under their immaculate blanket. I park the car in the driveway, cut the engine, and stay there for a long moment, hands on the steering wheel, looking at the little house at the back of the garden without really seeing it.
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