“Hospital? What for? What’s the matter with me?” Courtlaw’s voice sank to a whisper. My heart fails me. He sat alone in his brother’s old car night after night that summer, staring blankly at the red sky beyond the abandoned farmhouse where she had once shown him her secrets. A simple wooden monument was placed over the grave, but without any name or date.
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