The Pale Letter

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The Pale Letter

Act I In Oakhaven, the ink does not dry; it waits. I am Lois Waggoner, and I have been walking for nine hours through the ice that felled the elms along the riverbank. My boots are heavy with slush, and the cold has settled into my joints like lead shot. I carry a sealed letter in my coat pocket, addressed to my husband, Elias, who sits in the lower cells of the Blackwell Penitentiary for a...

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