The Faded Apartment

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The boy’s voice was structurally unsound, the Headmaster said, and he did not look up from the ledger, his pen scratching against the paper with the dry, rasping sound of a mouse gnawing through a thin wire. Thomas stood in the doorway of the office, his knuckles white as he gripped the strap of his single bag, the leather worn smooth and soft from three years of carrying it across the country,...

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