The Fountain at Halo Manor
The music started on a Friday. Julian Ashford had inherited Halo Manor three weeks ago, and in three weeks he had already thrown four parties, met twelve people he would never see again, and accumulated a stack of unanswered letters from the Navy that he had not opened. The manor sat on the Long Island shore, a sprawling white building with columns and balconies and a garden that sloped down to...
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