The Wistful Voyage

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The train hissed into the station, a long, shuddering breath of steam and iron. Margaret stood on the platform, her coat too thin for the November chill. She was not waiting for a person. She was waiting for a truth. It had been three years since her father, Thomas, had vanished from the county hospital where he had spent forty years as a head nurse. Three years of silence. Three years of debt....

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