The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

The rain in Millhaven did not fall so much as it hovered, a persistent gray mist that clung to the wool of coats and the hair of dogs. Elias Thorne stood on the porch of the old house, watching the sedan pull away. The car was black, sleek, and out of place on the muddy tracks, its taillights bleeding red into the fog until they vanished. He did not wave. He did not call out. He simply stood...

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