The Wistful Voyage

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Chapter One My hands were already slick with sweat when I gripped the brass compass, its case dented from the weight of my father’s dying grip, and I stood on the dock in the thin, hard alpine light that made the Swahili coast look like a quarantine zone of orange groves. The wind was pulling at the wires overhead, though there were no wires left to hum, only the ghost of the sound in my ears,...

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