By: Ardis E. Parshall - January 30, 2015 Windy Hilltop By Ezra J. Poulsen Previous chapter Chapter 3 Joe opened his eyes and stared unbelievingly at Anne, standing near his bed. “How – when – did you come?” he gasped. Anne bent over and kissed him. “Never mind, dear. I’ve come; that’s all that matters.” “I’m so sorry,” he said weakly, “I didn’t get you away from there before this happened. It must be terrible fo...
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