Romance · fiction
A Bowl Left Unbroken
The blood on Abigail Mercer’s knuckles disappeared almost as soon as it touched the wash water. That was the cruel thing about laundry. A person could bleed into a tub all afternoon, and within seconds the evidence was gone. Abigail knelt behind the Willow Creek Boarding House with her sleeves rolled above her elbows and her faded brown dress...
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- Romance
- Audience
- Adult readers
- Chapters
- 6
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- fiction
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