The Distant Promise

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The rain did not fall so much as it hung, a gray curtain drawn tight against the single, yellow-paned window of the attic room. I sat in the corner, my back against the slanted wall, watching the water streak down the glass in slow, deliberate rivulets. It was 1893, or perhaps 1894. Time had lost its sharp edges here, in this cramped sanctuary above the chandler’s shop in Blackwood, a town that...

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