The Chemical Bride
The sky over Manchester in 1888 was a permanent shade of bruised purple, choked by the exhaled breath of a thousand chimneys. Thomas was a man of the soot—a line worker at the Sterling Chemical Works, a place where the air tasted of sulfur and the water ran a sickly iridescent green. He was a man of simple needs and a heart that beat with a quiet, desperate devotion for his wife, Alice. Alice...
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