The Last Blackboard

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The Last Blackboard I The fog came down from the moors like a shroud, thick and yellow with coal dust. Blackwater had no name on any map that Eleanor could find, and she had spent three evenings by candlelight searching the atlas in the church library. It was a village that existed only because the mine required it—a cluster of stone cottages huddled around a single schoolhouse with a roof...

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