The Distant Journey
Act I Walter Dobbs wiped the soot from his eyelids, the grit grinding against the skin as he watched the eviction notice, dated 1932, pinned to the back of the company store door, a date that seemed to bleed out of the paper and into the fog that clung to the cliffs of Cornwall. He was twelve, though the mill had aged him into a man of forty, and his sister, Elsie, stood behind him, her hands...
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