The Faded Apartment

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The wool was heavy, twelve pounds of it, and Elias Thorne weighed it on the broken spring scale in the kitchen, watching the needle tremble against the rusted dial. It was the only thing left of his mother’s that didn’t smell of dust, though the smell was faint now, buried under the scent of old sheep and the damp mildew of the attic where it had hung for three years. He needed forty pounds to...

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