Chapter 4
Chapter 4
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THE ROOM THAT REMEMBERED
The staircase seemed longer than I remembered.
Perhaps it was because I was thinking about everything Mrs. Whitmore had told us. Or perhaps it was the knowledge that somewhere within this house, my grandmother had kept the truth hidden for years.
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