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Story: Fellyans (part twelve)
Fellyans (part twelve) Alma remarked, “Your husband seems not a bad sort.” No answer came. She unhooked the pot, backed from the fire, elbow-high in heavy gloves, and decided the floor was the place. Jorinda’s stew bubbled on. “Shh! Creep on in, love. Watch you don’t get too near with […]