The Faded Frequency

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The ledger showed a deficit of forty-two dollars and fifteen cents. That was the cost of the debt. That was the cost of the lighthouse job. I counted the coins in my palm, the copper heads worn smooth by my father’s hands before they were mine. I needed the position. I needed the steady wage. I needed to prove that Elias Thorne was not a boy, but a man who could hold a light steady against the...

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