December 31, 2011 04:37:19 PM
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Carol
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The shadows were getting longer as I drove down the familiar lane towards the house. The driveway hadn’t changed; two gravel paths with a roundish mound of sparse grass in between. I walked the few steps to the front door. The old screen door creaked. I struggled to get the time-worn lock to give; it rolled over and I pushed lightly with my right shoulder. The big door opened. The nightmare was about to begin.
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