The Faded Photograph

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2026-08-18 23:41:18 -

The coat was red. It hung on the hook by the door. It had been there for years. Margaret stood in the hallway. She looked at the coat. The fabric was thin. It had worn out. The red was fading. It looked like dried blood. She turned away. She went to the kitchen. The floor was cold. She put on her boots. She went outside. The town was quiet. The fog was thick. It rolled in from the river. The...

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