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Faith watched, frozen in place, as Grace floated lightly down to the ground and lay there. Her eyes were closed, hands folded neatly on her chest, an..
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"Ohhh..."
Hearing a sigh, Faith
looked over her shoulder at her twin sister, Grace. On the other side of the
garden, Grace had plucked a mo..
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They had an extraordinary
birthday.
When they had
entered the house again, just before noon, Faith and Grace were both plenty ripe and hot ..
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Faith awoke with a start
in the middle of the night. The house was utterly still, the room nearly black,
lit only by the light of the moon thro..
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Faith's bare feet churned with recklessly wild
abandon, slapping noisily against the wet cement. The noise might wake someone
in the house, an..
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Simplicity at its bestFeathers silky and glossyRich satin plumageShe stands ever so knowinglyBlack eyes, watching allDelicate head poised highSo Still..
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Many miles to walk before me
Not so many left behind me
But already I am terribly tired
All life and energy has expired
From my deadened l..
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Chapter 1
His name was Arthur William
Hampson. That much he knew, for sure and certain.
In 1908, just about six years
ago, Arthu..
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Chapter 2___________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Arthur
thought about his parents..
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