The Distant Affair
The ledger weighed exactly four pounds, twelve ounces. Elias Thorne knew this because he had held it in his gloved hands on the freezing ridge, counting the weight of the paper against the weight of his own guilt. He was a border patrol officer, thirty-four years old, with a pension that was the only thing standing between his wife Clara and a grave she was already digging for herself. The...
0 Comments 0 Shares 1 Views 0 Reviews