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This page formatted 2004 Blackmask Online. http://www.blackmask.com “Let's try that place up ahead,” Mary said. “That was a church we just passed. Anyone living that near a church...” Her voice drifted off on a tired note. “I hope you're right, Mary,” John said with forced cheerfulness. “It's still dark enough so they can't see us too well until we get to the door.” They came to the dirt road leading into the fenced-in yard. John figured out how to unlatch the gate. Every farmer, it seems, has his own patented way of making gates. A couple of dogs came toward them, barking loudly. One of them stopped barking and came forward to sniff cautiously, then wag its tail; the other kept on barking. The light on the back porch went on. John and Mary skirted it in the shadows |
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