Kurstin stamped through a double-door, across a snow-covered porch, and to a frosted handrail, slapped tear-streaked cheeks. “Never should’ve

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     As he stepped out into the dark square, Aden fluttered his t-shirt about so that the cool breeze would

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Gavin kneeled beside an empty grave and blank tombstone.                 “You spend more time at your sister’s grave than you

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That night, I dreamt I was lying in bed when I heard my name whispered. At first, I shuffled under

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After I reached beneath a design table with the broom and collected countless strips of lace, silk, and bows, I

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