The Wistful Asylum

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The notice on the board read: All personnel must report to the Granary by dusk. The flour must be secured. Sorcha Buchanan wiped her hands on her apron. The stone trough in the scullery was dry, the water drawn down to the last cold trickle. She was thirty-two, and her back ached with the specific, grinding pain of a stevedore who had spent twelve years lifting the weight of the law. She needed...

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