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Chapter Twenty: A Voice That Stays

Clare
last update Veröffentlichungsdatum: 24.03.2026 08:01:43

There was a particular quality to Thursday evenings that Daniel had never previously appreciated.

He was aware of this now because he was sitting in the restaurant on Hartley Street — not the usual table, a different one, slightly further from the window, because the usual one had been occupied when they arrived and neither of them had minded — and it was Thursday, and the quality of the evening was different from Wednesday evenings or Friday evenings or the heavy, deliberate quality of Sunday
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