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HE WALKED STRANGERS THROUGH MY LAKE HOUSE LIKE HE OWNED IT

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corner and all, and I went upstairs and I told Diane I couldn’t find the yearbooks and would she come look with me later.

I drove home with my hands at ten and two.

I did not say a word for two months. Not to Diane. Not to my brother. Not to the loon on the dock. I wanted to see what he would do next.

What he did next

What he did next was the walkthrough.continue reading …

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