The Distant Promise

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The rusted key bit into Elias’s palm, a cold, jagged weight that felt less like metal and more like a sliver of his father’s spine. He was twelve years old, and he had been holding that key for three years, ever since the morning Thomas Thorne walked out the back door and didn’t come back. The fog in Oakhaven was thick enough to chew on, a gray sludge that clung to the windowpanes of the small,...

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