The Faded Photograph

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Chapter One Eamon Kilbride had always believed that the weight of a thing was a matter of calculation, a simple multiplication of mass and gravity, until the morning he stood in the damp, salt-rotted lobby of the old St. Jude’s clinic in Mayo and realized that some weights had no number, only a pull that dragged the soul down into the mud. The rain was hammering against the high, arched...

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