What the hell was I thinking? If I had a dime for every time I said that, I would have a handful of dimes. Well, OK, I'd have a large sack to take to the bank.
The Cost of Admission
The Emma G. Paxton
Going into Will's workshop was always on par with entering a sorcerer's hut. He might be working on anything. Sometimes it was toys for the grandkids, trap stock to make lobster pots for Lowell down at the Cove, or a boat. The rafters hung with templates for boats made anytime in the past century or more. Will's father before …
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