CHAPTER THREE
Lillian Youngblood looked out her kitchen window on the dusting of snow across her yard. The remains of her vegetable garden bowed down in white arcs, scrawling spidery shadows across the frost-heaved ground. Blue sky reigned above the mountain. As soon as the sun climbed f…
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