The Distant Machine
Act I Fiona Sutherland, thirty-four, a constable of the Highland Constabulary, sat at her desk and pressed her thumb against the ink pad, the wax slick and cold under the skin. She was writing to Ewan, her husband, who was three miles away in the village of Glenmore, where the ice storm had felled the elms and left the road impassable. She wanted a transfer to the rural district, a simple...
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