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The Hiding Place
Category: Thriller
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
The train pulled out of the station with a long, mournful whistle.
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
The garden had been her mother’s pride, and now it was hers.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
The end.