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The chipped ceramic mug warmed Amelia’s hands, but not her spirit. Her father, a man of meticulous habit, had passed …
The chipped ceramic mug warmed Amelia’s hands, but not her spirit. Her father, a man of meticulous habit, had passed …
The rain lashed against the windows of the small probate court, mirroring the storm brewing inside old Mr. Abernathy’s daughter, …
The rain hammered against the windows of old Man Hemlock’s study, mirroring the tempest brewing within his daughter, Clara. He’d …
The rain lashed against the windows of the small office, mirroring the tempest brewing inside old Mr. Henderson. He’d waited …