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The Hiding Place
Category: Thriller
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
A knock at the door changed everything.
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
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.
It was the kind of night when secrets refused to stay buried.
The train pulled out of the station with a long, mournful whistle.
The end.