The Faded River

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The Faded River

The train moved through the grey morning with a rhythmic, metallic shudder that Eleanor felt in her teeth, a vibration that seemed to unspool the tight knot of anxiety sitting in the center of her chest. She sat in the corner of the second-class carriage, her posture rigid, her hands folded neatly in her lap, fingers interlaced so tightly that the knuckles had turned the color of old parchment....

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