The Distant Journey
"You're not doing it right, Cal." The voice was soft. It was the kind of soft that could cut through steel. It came from behind the counter. It was Sarah. Cal didn’t turn around. He kept his eyes on the map. The map was large. It was pinned to the wall above the stove. It showed the city. It showed the streets. It showed the lines that shouldn't be there. "I am," Cal said. "You're gripping it...
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