The Golden Visit

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The Golden Visit

The mud on the road to Canterbury was the color of old blood, and it clung to Thomas’s boots with a tenacity that felt personal, as if the earth itself wished to keep him from his errand. He was twelve years old, though he carried himself with the rigid, hunched posture of a man who had known only the smell of ink and the ache of a cramped back. In his satchel, wrapped in oiled cloth, lay the...

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