Between the Bridge and the Bargain
The mathematics of mercy does not exist. This is what Elias Thorne understood, in the marrow of his bones, as he stood on the platform at Fort Smith and watched the sun drain out of the Arkansas sky. There was arithmetic for everything else—pounds per axle, gallons per mile, tons per bridge span—but there was no arithmetic for the question he was being asked to answer. How much does a soul...
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