The Distant Summer

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The rain had not stopped for three days, a grey curtain that turned the cobblestones of the harbor town into slick, black mirrors. Elias Thorne pulled his coat tighter, the wool heavy and damp, as he walked the short distance from the bus stop to the old family home. He was a man of precise angles and quiet habits, a clockmaker by trade, whose hands were always moving, always adjusting, always...

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