The Clock That WaitedIn the quiet town of Ravenhill, time seemed to move slower than anywhere else. The streets were narrow, the houses old, and the people lived simple lives. But inside a small repair shop on Willow Street, time had a strange relationship with one man.
His name was Daniel Cross.
Daniel was known as the man who could fix any clock in the town. Grandfather clocks, antique pocket watches, broken wall clocks—people brought them all to him. And somehow, Daniel always fixed them.
But Daniel had a secret.
There was one clock in his shop he never repaired.
It sat on the highest shelf, covered with dust, its hands frozen at 3:17.