The Distant Promise
The ledger showed a deficit of four hundred and eighty-seven pounds, twelve shillings, and sixpence. Elias Thorne ran his finger down the column, the ink smearing slightly under the pressure of his thumb, a grease stain that looked like a bruise on the paper. He counted the coins in the till again, turning each penny over until the edge bit into his skin, trying to make the arithmetic resolve...
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