The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

The door closed. The latch clicked. It was a small sound. It was the loudest sound in the house. Margaret stood in the hallway. She held a bowl of apples. They were red. They were cold. They smelled of the cellar. She did not move. Her hands shook. She set the bowl on the floor. The apples rolled. One rolled under the table. Another stopped against her shoe. She looked at the door. It was oak....

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