The Distant Clue

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The Distant Clue

The cart rattled. Mud splattered the glass. Margaret held her breath. She was going home. Or so she told herself. The road was long. The sky was gray. Her mother waited. The house stood tall. It was stone. It was cold. It was hers. She arrived at the gate. The iron was rusted. It groaned. She stepped down. Her boots sank. The mud sucked. She pulled free. She looked up. The house loomed. Three...

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