
One in the line still fogged the air with breath. I meant to look away, but all I did was pull my hat down lower.
Mister, that was a face that completely failed at looking away.
That day the oar sat unusually heavy in my hands.
I botched one collection. I'm the one who pays for it.

One in the line still fogged the air with breath. I meant to look away, but all I did was pull my hat down lower.
At the sixth gate, the count came up one stroke short. When a count doesn't add up, someone's hand has been in it.