The Golden Song

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The Golden Song

The first shot cracked the silence of the valley like a whip, splitting the morning air in two. Margaret Holloway was in the garden, her hands buried in the dark, wet earth, pulling weeds from the tomato rows. She did not look up. She knew the sound. It was the same sound that had haunted her nights for three years, the sound of the world breaking open and refusing to heal. Her husband, David,...

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