The Wistful Throne
The form is in your hand, a sheet of heavy, cream-colored paper that smells of iron filings and stale tobacco. You are Elias Thorne, head clerk at the Harrowgate Ironworks, and you are holding the pension claim for your brother, Arthur. The ink is dry. The signature is yours, and beneath it, the date: November 14, 1912. You have walked three miles from the mill to the administration office,...
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