The Distant Cartograph

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The fog came off the Sound like a slow breath, rolling through the streets of Bar Harbor until the whole town seemed to be a room holding its breath. Eleanor Vane lived in a narrow house on Chestnut Street where the wallpaper peeled in long pale ribbons and the wind rattled the windowpanes in a rhythm she could predict by heart. She was thirty-eight, unmarried, a woman who made her living...

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