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April 26, 2007

Jim: A House In The Fall

Trish had been enamored with the house beside the lake, if only from the opposite shore, since Charles first met her.

So he had no problem buying the place, practically sight unseen, when it came onto the market. And he presented it to Trish for their twentieth anniversary.

White cloth protected the furniture from the thick dust and cobwebs vied for prominence in the high rafters. “Oh, Charles,” she exclaimed. “It’s so beautiful. It just needs some paint.”

A splashing sound reverberated throughout the room and Charles began to suspect why the Usher estate had sold the house so cheaply.

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