The Pale Bridge

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The Pale Bridge

Chapter One Why do we build roads that lead only to the grave? I asked myself this at seventy-one of Candlewick Row, where the air smelled of wet ash and the heat shimmered off the pavement like a mirage of water that would never come. The clock in the hallway, the only one in the house, ticked with a heavy, wooden thud that seemed to count down the minutes until the border closed on Sunday. I...

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