Chapter 16: The carriage parked in front of the house
Hill clutched the manuscript tightly to her chest, its pages radiating an aura of age. Teacher Inks said he wrote it in his youth—by now, it must be several decades…
Hill clutched the manuscript tightly to her chest, its pages radiating an aura of age. Teacher Inks said he wrote it in his youth—by now, it must be several decades…