The Glow in the Silo
The Glow in the Silo Act I: The River The Connecticut did not glow that night. It was October 1895 and the river was the color of iron and the sky was the color of lead and the winter was coming with the kind of slow, thorough menace that the New England cold is famous for. Silas Winterbourne knew this. He was thirteen and he had spent his entire life in this valley, in this house—the...
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