The Keepers Vow
The first time Clarie saw him run, she dropped her champagne glass and it shattered on the marble floor of the foyer. Nobody looked. They were all too busy pretending not to watch the new boy in the corner. But she had looked. She had watched him cross the Long Island estate in what she could only describe as flight—not the jogging of a farm boy, but something else. Something that made the...
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