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... had climbed four steps up by the time I reached the bottom of the upper stairs.
That was one step higher than the last time I’d measured it from the landing. That measurement had been before I went upstairs to deal with the primer. Which meant the thing had moved while I was painting, again while I was making tea, and apparently at least once more when I wasn’t around to watch it.
I stood there with the lamp and looked at it for a bit.
"You’ve been down here every season ...
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