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The Path Least Travelled – Excerpt No. 6 - Evelyn Chartres
While pretending to focus on her supper, Julia closed her eyes and opened her mouth to improve hearing. The crackling fire was by far the most prevalent sound. There was also a squirrel foraging for—there! The source was large, bipedal, and surprisingly quiet. Someone must have followed me. “Hello?” a…