The damp timbers creaked under her feet as she wondered if the fog would lift. She half-hoped it would not. She was still small and timorous when her uncle had brought her here for the first time. “And you won’t be disappointed,” he had laughed, the lines about his eyes creasing in merriment. It … Continue reading Not Disappointed
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