The Faded Road
Chapter One Do you know what it feels like to hold a secret that weighs more than your own body? I am asking because I need you to understand the weight before I tell you about the cold. I work the basement archives in the municipal building here in the canal town, a place that smells of wet wool and old paper. I am thirty-two years old, Arie Mulder, and I have been an archivist for four years,...
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