The Pale Garden

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The Pale Garden

The house stood at the end of a dead-end lane, a sprawling Victorian skeleton painted in a shade of white that had long since surrendered to grey. It was the sort of place that looked like it was waiting for something, or perhaps someone, to finally leave. Margaret Holloway stood on the porch, her fingers white-knuckled around the doorframe, watching the rain streak the glass of the front...

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