The Pale Garden

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The Pale Garden

The rain in Oakhaven did not fall so much as it hovered, a fine, persistent mist that clung to the wool of Elias Thorne’s coat and seeped into the joints of his knees. He stood in the driveway, the engine of his rusted Ford idling with a rough, arrhythmic cough, his hands white-knuckled around the steering wheel as he stared through the windshield at the back of his house. The Pale Garden...

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