Village of Shadyside 1900. Nora Goode hunched over her writing paper, the candlelight flickering over the small desk

Nora Goode hunched over her writing paper, the candlelight flickering over the small desk. She lowered her pen and took a moment to stretch her aching fingers.

“So much to tell,” she said, staring into the yellow flame. “So much to write. This poor hand must hold out until my story is through.”

And the story was just beginning, Nora knew.

The Fiers would continue to pay dearly for their betrayal of the Goodes. Blood would flow. The blood of both families, through decades.

“Yes, my frightening story has just begun,” Nora whispered. “It is a long and bitter tale, and I must finish it before the night is over.”

Bending to her task, she picked up the pen, dipped it into the inkwell, and feverishly began to write again.

TO BE CONTINUED …

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