The Golden Visit

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The Golden Visit

The ledger had forty-three pages. I counted them twice, my fingers slick with the damp that seeped through the wool of my tunic. Forty-three records of debt, each one a small, dry wound in the fabric of our house. My mother’s breath rattled in the corner, a sound like a stone grinding against gravel, but I did not look at her. I looked at the numbers. If I could pay the merchant, the farm would...

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