The Timekeeper's Promise
The Timekeeper's Promise The bell above the door of Golden Gear Clock Shop jingled with a warmth that seemed entirely at odds with the November chill pressing against the windows. Isabella Duval stepped inside shaking rain from her coat, and the first thing she noticed was not the clocks but the music. Somewhere in the back of the shop, a piano was playing—softly, improvisationally, the kind...
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