The Body That Would Not Keep Her
The first time Rachel tried to leave, it was a Tuesday in December. She had been married to Frank for two months. The snow was falling outside the white walls of the townhouse in the subdivision, covering the white with more white, erasing the world until there was nothing left but the house and the snow and the silence. She packed a bag. Not a big bag. A small one, the kind you take for a...
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