Category: Study
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“This way, Mr. Carpenter, Mrs. Carpenter.” The receptionist led us toward a set of double doors behind her desk. I squeezed my wife’s hand before moving to follow the woman. This whole thing had been my wife’s idea, but after all the time and money we had invested in it, I was rather nervous myself.…
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Ethen didn’t rise immediately this time. Instead he sat and cried looking at the blood paving tracks across his filthy hands. There was no one in this world for him. He might as well die here in the woods. “Would you like to die?” a deep, scratchy voice asked him from somewhere in the darkness.
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