The Pale Bridge

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The Pale Bridge

The coat was heavy. It weighed forty pounds of wool and old dust. Leo carried it up the hill every morning at six. The air in Millhaven was thick with fog. The fog did not lift. It settled in the lungs. It stayed there. Leo was twelve. His hands were small. They shook as he held the collar. The coat belonged to Mr. Ashworth. Ashworth was the Keeper. He lived in the tower at the edge of the...

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