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Sunkissed Innsmouth

Part Sixteen

The youth grunted and nodded the same way his father did, barely acknowledging the praise.

Felecia let another handful of minutes grind and scrape like the sullen youth’s teeth. He did it a lot, being this close to him proved that much. Felecia used to do that, grind her jaw, usually whenever she heard Nana’s house shoes scraping across the floors...
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Sunkissed Innsmouth

Part Fifteen

The old boots were back where Felecia had left them, near the remaining embers of the hearth fire, newly cleaned and even oiled to shine. There was little question in Felecia’s mind who had done that, then she thought on the thicker blanket as she folded it up and placed it on the ottoman before managing another cup of hot chicory....
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Sunkissed Innsmouth

Part Fourteen

The groundskeeper’s boy was slow, reluctant even, to get ready and moving as Phillip and Felecia arrived with their precious cargo. They were both lightened of their load and drinking liqueur mixed with warm chicory before the youth was ordered off to the kitchen to further prepare what they managed on the hunt. The youth seemed even tempered for once, tempered...
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Sun Kissed Innsmouth

Part Twelve

Another month would come and go after that oddly honest communication before Felecia found herself regarding anyone in the village beyond their or her immediate needs. Phillip came by her still weather secure hovel in the tree line and pointed out at the increasingly dark woods beyond. “I need to secure enough boar or deer meat for the larder before...
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