The Pale Dance

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The Pale Dance

The house was old. Older than the trees. Older than the road. It sat in the valley like a stone in a river. Water had worn it. Time had worn it. Margaret lived there. She was the caretaker. Or so she thought. She cleaned the dust. She lit the lamps. She fed the cat. The cat was black. It watched her. It never blinked. Her brother, Julian, was dead. They said so. The letter said so. The doctor...

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