The Distant Affair
Chapter One Lois Quimby’s hands moved with the mechanical precision of a woman who had spent three years correcting the errors of dead men, the nib of her pen scraping against the dampened paper of the ledger as she audited the final accounts of the deceased foreman, Mr. Halloway, in the dim, dust-choked office of the Pacific Northwest Textile Mill. The air smelled of wet wool and rust, a...
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