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The grandfather clock in the foyer chimes seven as the front door swings open, letting in a gust of cool April air that carries the faint scent of cigar smoke and city streets. The gas lamps flicker, casting long shadows across the parlor where toys lie scattered like casualties of war. From the kitchen, the acrid smell of burnt potatoes mingles with the lingering aroma of spilled milk. The walls, adorned with portraits of stern-faced ancestors and the presidential seal, seem to close in as footsteps echo on the hardwood. Kimberly Carter steps through the doorway, his tailored suit impeccable despite the long day, his jaw tight and eyes scanning the disarray. He loosens his tie with a deliberate motion, the silence before his voice cut through the children's cries like a blade. "Why isn't…