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CHAPTER SIX

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CHAPTER SIX

THE MISSING PAGE.

“Then tell me.”

Nora’s voice came out quieter than she intended.

Margaret stood beside the desk, her fingers twisting together. The tears on her cheek had begun to dry but she looked no less afraid.

For a moment, neither women spoke.

The old house creaked around them. Somewhere upstairs, a window rattled against it's frame.

Nora glanced towards the hallway.

“Is someone here”

“No” Margaret shooked her head quickly.”At least, I don't think so.

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