The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

"Thorne! Get your hands off the ledger and look at me when I speak to you." The voice came from the top of the stairs, dry and sharp as a file on rust. Elias did not look up. He was counting the pennies in his apron pocket, his fingers numb and trembling, the arithmetic sliding away like water through a sieve. He wanted the money for the coffin. He wanted the money for the plot. He wanted the...

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