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And like that, without any fog or wind or any of the usual trappings that late-night horror movies had taught him, Barbara stood in the clearing with the three of them, blocking Serena’s meandering path. She wore the only clothing she could ever wear now, the sleeveless gray camisole and dark jeans she…
Celia McKinley
✍ Posy Churchgate
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Still spooky Barbara
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