The Distant Joke

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The Distant Joke

The rain in Oakhaven did not fall so much as it hung, a gray curtain drawn tight against the windows of the old stone mill where Elias Thorne had taken his final, temporary refuge. He sat on a splintered crate, his hands wrapped around a mug of cold coffee that had gone skin-cold an hour ago, watching the water drip from the eaves into the muddy puddle below. It was a strange place to be, a...

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