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King me

She leaned against the weathered windowsill, her hands cupped around her eyes to shield them from the sun. Peering into the one-room cabin, she saw a table bathed in sunlight streaming through the rippled blown-glass panes. The room was just as Elmer described it in his last journal entry, dated 1912. A checkerboard was set… Continue reading King me