The Golden Cellar

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The Golden Cellar

The mud sucked at his boots. Edgar Vance slid on his knees. Blood ran from his ear. It was red. It was warm. He looked up. The sky was gray. A hawk circled. It did not cry. It watched. Edgar was a soldier. He was also a father. His son, Leo, was in the cellar. Leo was five. Leo was afraid. The cellar was dark. The cellar was cold. Edgar had locked the door. He had promised safety. Now he had a...

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