Agatha learned to hide small things in the folds of time: a child's drawing in a book, a confession tucked into a sock drawer, a photograph behind the heating register. The attic read them like braille and liked them more. Once, in a fit of spite, she left nothing for a week—no lists, no names, no trades. The house sulked. The taps ran at three in the morning, pouring cold water into the sink until the kettle overflowed. Her dreams became transparent, populated by the faces of strangers who asked her for directions in languages she did not speak.
"And what would that be?"
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