Chapter 61 Supper at Thomasin's Table

Clementine POV

The clock jerked back to life with a clunk so loud I yelped.

Something slapped the front door. It wasn't a knock. It sounded like a hand hitting wood. Osric crossed the kitchen in two strides and yanked the door open. Nobody was there. A card hung from the frame, pinned by a thin go...

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