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The Ravager Part 1
Her eye glanced to the fireplace. Above it, the row of picture frames inhabited by snapshots taken over the last eighteen-plus years stood like a row of silver sentinels. Where did those times go? She wondered. Her husband home less frequently. And Amy, her daughter, now on the cusp of starting a life of his own. Would these lonesome moments become the norm? She got up, putting her novel away. She might as well got to bed considering the time. Amy was sure to be quiet if she came in...