The Wistful Campus
The request for transfer sat on Colonel Vance’s desk for three days, a small white rectangle of paper that seemed to shrink under the weight of the officer’s silence. Elias Thorne stood at attention, his boots polished to a mirror shine, his spine rigid against the pull of the floorboards. He wanted the coast. He wanted the salt air and the quiet of the hospital ward where his brother Samuel...
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