The Faded River

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The Faded River

The stone in Elias Thorne’s pocket was cracked. It had been cracked for three days, a jagged fissure running from the smooth, river-polished top to the rough, salt-encrusted base. He sat alone in his office at Blackwood Penitentiary, the only light coming from the flickering fluorescent tube above his desk, and he watched the crack widen by a millimeter. He was forty-two. He wanted to retire....

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