The Sunday Whirl

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It was a rare lazy morning when Kate heard the drumming of the woodpeckers on the roof. The first time she heard the odd knocking she got her keys and placed the chain in place before opening the door. The country community had their fun telling stories of ghosts whispering and urged her to always beware of visitors to her remote home. Nervously humming while making her coffee, she decided the knocking was only a bird looking for his own breakfast.

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