The Starlight Teacher
The coal dust settled on everything in the town of Blackstone like a second skin. It coated the windowsills, filled the creases of every face, and turned the midday sun into a pale bruise behind the perpetual smog. Thomas Ashworth taught through this dust, every day for thirty years, in a schoolhouse that smelled of wet wool and chalk. He was fifty-two and his lungs were already failing. The...
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