The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

The spade bit into the clay with a wet, sucking sound, and Elias Thorne felt the vibration travel up his arms, settling in the ache of his shoulder, a dull throb that had been his companion since the fever broke. He was forty-two, and the mud of the Highlands was indifferent to the rank he wore or the pension he sought for Martha, who lay in a cot in the camp, her breathing shallow and ragged...

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