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The Old Home

Barry watched as she stood, her feet rooted to the ground, arms crossed over her chest in a display of her defiant will. When Margot acted like this, he became flummoxed. He opened his mouth but stopped as she lifted her chin. 'Nothing you say will make me change my mind,' she said. Her words… Continue reading The Old Home