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Old Gods of Appalachia

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Ada Spive.

The house was a smoking ruin held up by charred pumpkin vines. The smell of roasted pumpkin hung heavy in the air. Garry could see she'd packed a suit case and set a box filled with family photos on the back seat. And the car was untouched, if dusted with a fine coating of ash.

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