Chapter 3
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Emiel
C
old. That was the only word Emiel could think of as he guided his two horse team up the dirt road. Cold. It was always so cold this time of year in Carlayn. The trees with their bare hanging limbs just sat there, waiting for the cold and dampness to r...
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Chapters
1. Chapter 1
2. Chapter 2
3. Chapter 3

4. Chapter 4

5. Chapter 5

6. Chapter 6

7. Chapter 7

8. Chapter 8

9. Chapter 9

10. Chapter 10

11. Chapter 11

12. Chapter 12

13. Chapter 13

14. Chapter 14

15. Chapter 15

16. Chapter 16


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