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What would be the catch this time?

No, no, I kept tellingthe better of old without the tarnish we did! We did have to realize our just rewards soht was over--our day had finally coht of dreams come true

To actually be here, planning to live in that restored hoall ina nightmare that wouldn't vanish when I opened my eyes

I threw off the feeling, sers and stared at the restored Foxworth Hall, risen froain with itsevil, its myriad ith their black shutters like heavy lids over stony dark eyes It loonificent but intier than iant T, only crossed on each end to give it an enor off north and south, east and west

It was constructed of rosy pink bricks The many black shutters matched the roof of slate Four iracious front portico A sunburst of stained glass was over the black double front doors Huge brass escutcheon plates decorated the doors and ant and less somber

This itive position behind a passing dark cloud I glanced upward at a sky turned stor rain and wind The trees in the surrounding forest began to sway so that birds took alarreen lawns so is and falling leaves, and the blooeoround unmercifully

I treoing to work out fine Tell one and the stor nearer

He glanced upward, too, sensing h with this, despite o his psychiatrists had told us their treatment was successful and that Bart was quite nor therapy on a regular basis

To give me comfort Chris's arm lifted to encircleto work out for all of us I knoill We're no longer the Dresden dolls trapped in an upstairs roo Noe're the adults, in control of our lives Until Bart reaches the stated age of inheritance, you and I are the owners Dr and Mrs Christopher Sheffield from Marin County, California, and no one will know us as brother and sister They won't suspect that we are truly descendants of the Foxworths We have left all troubles behind us Cathy, this is our chance Here, in this house, we can undo all the harm done to us and to our children, especially Bart We'll rule not with steel wills and iron fists, as was Malcol"

Because Chris had his arth enough to look at the house in a new light It was beautiful For Bart's sake we'd stay until his twenty-fifth birthday, and then Chris and I would take Cindy with us and fly to Hawaii, where we'd alanted to live out our lives, near the sea and white beaches Yes, that's the way it was supposed to be The way it had to be Sht I am not afraid of this house, or any house" He chuckled and lowered his ar me forward

Soon after finishing high school, randmother, Madame Marisha There, in her ballet coiven leading roles His childhood sweetheart, Melodie, had flown east to join Jory