The Faded Bouquet

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The Faded Bouquet

The house stood on the ridge. It was old. Stone and ivy. The wind tore at the shutters. They were white. They were peeling. Margaret stood at the gate. She held a lantern. The glass was cracked. She did not care. Her name was Margaret. Her husband was Arthur. He was gone. He had been gone for three days. The village was below. The lights were dim. The church bell had stopped. It never stopped....

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