When I pulled into the graveled driveway in Shelburne, two men were stepping out the side door of the house. One of them, clearly the elder, was reedy and wan. Though he managed a smile, he looked positively worn out, like he’d run one too many marathons. The other guy, carrying a luggage bag, was […]
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