Cold. The cold reminded me of Georgetown, my previous home. Chilly, vindictive and unforgiving. It has been six years since the incident but my memory of it seems as fresh as if it had happened just yesterday. Moving past the heavily guarded mahogany doors, I entered the room. A grand crystal chandelier hung from the […]
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