The Faded Photograph
The letter lay on the table, its edges yellowed and soft with age, the ink faded to a brownish grey that made the words swim like fish in murky water. Thomas Ashby, twelve years old and possessing a gap-toothed grin that usually signaled mischief, stared at the parchment with a sullen intensity that belied his youth, his fingers trembling as they traced the signature of a man dead for three...
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