The Distant Clue

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The Distant Clue

The fire started in the straw. It was a small thing at first. A spark. A whisper of orange in the dark barn. Margaret saw it. She did not scream. She stood still. The smoke curled. It smelled of old hay and rot. The barn was the center of the farm. The heart of the village. It held the winter’s promise. It held the food. It held the lives. Margaret held the bucket. Her hands shook. The water...

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