The Distant Legend

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The letter from the solicitor’s office was folded into a tight, grey square, its edges worn soft from Elias Thorne’s thumb rubbing against the paper as he read it in the kitchen. The figure at the bottom was not a number but a verdict: £4,200, owed to the estate of one Mr. J. Thorne, deceased. Elias set the paper on the table, where it lay flat and light, but the silence of the room pressed...

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