The Faded Guest

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The Faded Guest

The rain had not stopped for three days, a persistent, gray curtain that turned the manicured lawns of the Holloway estate into a slurry of mud and broken roots, and in the center of that wet, heaving earth stood the oak tree, the very same oak that had witnessed the wedding of Margaret and Edward twenty years prior, its bark now stripped and pale, its branches gnarled and twisted by the...

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