Paper Ghosts
Julia Heaberlin
"When she was twelve, my sister fell into a grave."
"When she was twelve, my sister fell into a grave."
"The landscape took on a certain density after the rain, the colors of the forest seeming deeper."
"It was almost midday as Hal hurried along the seafront, clutching her jacket against the biting wind."
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