The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

The morning the boy left, the rain had not yet stopped, a persistent, gray curtain that blurred the iron gates of the St. Jude’s Orphanage into a smear of rust and wet stone. Thomas Bradshaw, twelve years old and thin as a reed, clutched a small, cloth-wrapped bundle against his chest, the fabric damp and heavy with the scent of boiled cabbage and lavender. He was not crying, though his face...

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