The Wistful Voyage
The eviction notice is due at four, Elias, and the ink is already dry on the final page." Mr. Thorne did not look up from his ledger, the quill scratching a rhythm that matched the thud of the rain against the single pane of glass in the office window. I stood by the desk, my fingers hovering over the paper, trembling not from the cold, which had seeped through my coat since I left the bank,...
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