Chapter 75 The Woman at the Cairn (The Echo Ridge Trilogy — Book Three)

I walked up the hill alone.

The rain had stopped. The fog had lifted. And the moon was out — full and white and cold — so the path was clear, and the cairn at the top of the hill was lit like a stage.

She was waiting for me at the threshold.

She was tall. Not old — ancient. Her hair was white and...

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