The Last Entry in the Thornton Ledger
Silas Thornton had not wept since the autumn of 1857, when his father Horace Thornton walked into the Susquehanna River with his pockets full of railroad spikes and never emerged. Silas stood on the bank that day, nineteen years old, watching the bubbles stop rising one by one, and the part of him that could cry sealed itself like a boiler hatch battened tight against a hurricane. The sealing...
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