STACY. (Meanwhile in Blue Moon Pack) It’s been five days since we burned my father’s remains and yet, the scent of ash still clings to my lungs even now, as I arrange herbs on the shelf of my tiny new rented clinic in the heart of Blue Moon Pack. I swear, I can feel the ghost of his hand on my
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