The Golden Song
Homer Layton was a retired stagecoach guard living in the damp shadow of the Nova Scotia coast, and his hands, which had once pulled the brake on a runaway carriage, now trembled over a brass surveyor’s compass he had found in a tide pool. The year was 1865, though the air in the maroon settlement felt older, heavier, as if the spring frosts had refused to lift and the lost buds of the previous...
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