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t the warmth that once permeated this apartment had been replaced with ghosts-memories that wandered from room to room like lost souls. She frequently found h

ut of her drawer. The identical ones that years ago her mother had insisted she discard. She rummaged through the files an

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yone. Cautiously, she approached and peeked through the peephole.

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out a single sheet of paper.

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ill felt like she was being watched. The letter, a

rain tonight had drawn her into a risky situation that would jeo

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