The Golden Visit

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The Golden Visit

Chapter One I remember the sound of the gates closing before I remember the heat, a heavy iron thud that swallowed the noise of the looms, leaving only the wet, rattling breath of the machines in the dark. It was the winter of the flood, when the water rose so high it lapped at the foundation stones of the mill, and I stood before the foreman, my hands raw and white, demanding that my mother be...

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