WITH A shaky hand, she sipped her water. The wireless played a crackly ABC theme and an announcer reminded her it was now the twenty-fifth of January 1974. Mavis closed her eyes and nodded silently. Katie had been gone twelve years, one month, and thirteen days. [...READ ON]

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