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Holly could only stutter incoherent half-protests as Hazel herded her out the barn door and prodded her towards the house.
“All right,” Hazel said in a low voice once they reached the steps of Francis’ home. “You wait here while I go inside. If I’m not back in five minutes, you come inside too. Otherwise, I’ll come back out and let you know it’s safe to go investigate the shed.”
“Why? What’s going on?”
“There’s no time to explain. But we need to make s...
Published on August 12, 2016 00:00