The Hundredth Meridian

Year's End

The house key on its leather thong had nearly worn through the corner of the mailing envelope in which it had arrived. The gate latch was a loose affair operated by another thong, of a piece with the first, running through a circular hole in one of the upright planks that made the wooden gate.
Chilton Williamson Jr.

Chilton Williamson Jr.

Chilton Williamson, Jr. is the editor of Chronicles.

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