The Faded Alibi
The night the Pale Road gave way, Edward Ashworth was mending the byre door. Eleanor held the lantern. She was nine years old, and she had slept her whole life within a hundred yards of the other country, and she had never once seen it. The horn came down the dike from the Gannet Stones, two long notes and a break. Then the fog came over the dike, and then the screaming. Edward left her in the...
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