The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

The flour sack was heavy, a fifty-pound burden of white dust that smelled of raw grain and damp earth. Elias Thorne’s shoulders ached, a dull, grinding pain that had settled into his muscles over twenty years of kneading dough in the cold basement of the Oakhaven Bakery. He tied the twine tight, his fingers numb and stiff from the morning chill, and stacked the bag against the wall. Outside,...

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