The Faded Quadrant

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The ledger weighed four pounds, twelve ounces, and the silence in the house was heavy enough to crush the plaster on the ceiling. I had counted the hours since the mill whistle blew at six, and I had counted the stitches in the hem of my father’s coat as I laid it out on the ironing board, trying to make the fabric lie flat against the wood, but the cloth kept bunching up in the corners,...

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