The Children's Republic
The morning after the Great Passing, twelve-year-old Tommy O'Brien woke to an unusual silence. St. Patrick's Orphanage, usually loud with the sounds of sixteen children stirring, of Sister Agnes shuffling down the hall, of the radiator clanking and the street outside filling with the noise of a city that never slept — was quiet. Not the quiet of a Sunday morning. The quiet of a world that had...
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