The Only Doctor in Copper Gulch
Chapter 4 · free to read
Two days left of the three. She meant to spend the first before the sun ever touched the ridge.
There was no churchyard on this side of the ridge. There was only this — turned earth behind the office where the ledgers were kept.
The air went thick and sweet-rotten. Not the honest reek of a working mine. Something else was down here, keeping.
One pull of that gate and the lower drift became a grave the size of two — no marker, no funeral, and a ledger to say they'd simply run off owing wages.
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