The Anchor Point That Broke
London, East End, 1985. The docks were dead. The factories were closing. And the network that had held the neighborhood together for three generations was about to lose its central node. The node was Doris Keegan. Doris was sixty-eight years old, a widow, the proprietor of the Keegan Grocery on Whitechapel Road, and the person who knew everyone in a five-block radius. She knew whose son was in...
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