Chapter 11 · free to read
Two heirs, one school, one room, and a rain heavy enough that neither of them had to talk for four hours.
He was taught the same forms out of the same mouth. And somewhere in the teaching, they were bent in two different directions.
The heading survives. The form does not. Somebody removed it with a knife and a ruler, and took their time.
One heir dragged out of a fire. One taken out of it. The crane left a receipt.
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