The Only Doctor in Copper Gulch
Chapter 32 · for subscribers
Everything standing on that rack had gone into the mortgage in June with the hill, the hoist, the townsite and the clinic — and every jug on it had a line, a weight and a number on a card nailed above the shelf. She knew that while she was carrying it out of the door, and she carried it out of the door anyway.
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