The Man Who Tended the Soil
I Frank Delaney woke at six in the morning every day, regardless of the season, because his body had learned the rhythm of the factory whistle even though the factory had been closed for three years. He lay in bed for a moment, listening to the silence of the room, the silence of the house, the silence of the town. Oakhaven, Ohio had been quiet for a long time now, but it was a different kind...
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