Branches in a Tree
A chill ran down my spine. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t make a sound. My hand gripped the receiver, turning my knuckles white, and I began to shake uncontrollably. There was something strangely familiar about that voice.
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Embracing the Crazy
“Miss Cherish, it’s in your blood. You come from a long line of sensitives. It’s why your Grandma Joan kept so many things in her shop. It’s why she had a collection of items that she just couldn’t let go of. And it’s why your grandmother ended up with that little statuette.”
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