Twenty-Five

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Frankie: The way my mind typically raced was settled in total silence as I made my way up the path toward the house. On either side of me were moss-covered trees that seemed to have been kissed by Mother Earth. I felt that if I had just touched them, maybe I could have learned the stories of the people and things that had been there before. But I needed to remember to focus on my greater objective. I had to show Darcel what happened last night. The murder that had flocked around Hawthorne House had followed me one crow at a time into the forest until the trees closer to the house were lined with them. Each one watched me, staring as if they knew me and I shared the same wings of night. "I want to help you, but you must tell Darcel what is scaring you so badly," I whispered to the sl

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