The minute she had opened the trunk, she knew there wasn t anything like hope in it Just awful musty things, but each one with a kind of terrible dark halo around it She picked up that piece of old lace She saw that stain pale, brownish in color She knew it was blood Somebody s blood There was violence in that trunk, and dark secrets, and she did not want to know The minute she had opened the trunk, she knew there wasn t anything like hope in it Just awful musty things, but each one with a kind ...
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