The Last Schoolhouse
Act I: Rising It began with the silence of the postman, who did not come on Tuesday, and then on Wednesday, and then on Thursday, and by Friday the children had begun to understand that something had entered the world which they could not name but could feel in their bones like the first cold breath of winter. Miss Eleanor Ashworth stood at the window of the schoolroom, her fingers pressed...
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