The Buried Legacy
The fire started on a Thursday in October, which was fitting, because everything important in the Winslow family had always happened on a Thursday. Silas Winslow stood on the hill above the estate and watched the flames consume what his grandparents had called home, what his parents had called a tomb, and what he had called nothing at all. The roof went first, then the east wing, then the part...
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