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The phone slipped from Maria’s grasp, clattering onto the hardwood floor. “What?” she whispered, her voice trembling. Her brother Mark’s …
The phone slipped from Maria’s grasp, clattering onto the hardwood floor. “What?” she whispered, her voice trembling. Her brother Mark’s …
The phone slipped from my grasp, clattering onto the hardwood floor. Tears welled in my eyes as I stared at …
The late afternoon sun cast long shadows across Mrs. Henderson’s worried face as she clutched the worn pages of the …
The phone buzzed incessantly, jarring me awake. It was my brother, his voice frantic. “They’re coming for everything,” he choked …
The musty smell of old paper filled Amelia’s nostrils as she rummaged through her late grandfather’s desk. She was on …