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A Stormy Night in New England "Where de devil ye been?"A Stormy Night in New England by ~Livie-Lightyear
Thunder rumbled, shaking the glass in the windows and obscuring her words. Lightning flashed lights against the walls of the dimmed room and outlined a man in his mid thirties hunched over in the doorway, drenched to the skin. The rain caused the cuts on his face to run freely into his eyes and onto his clothing. The white of his collar was tinted pink with the stuff. Even at times when he was in one piece, he had a hard look about him. His eyes looked old, and his forehead was creased from too much sun and too much thought. In the state he was in now, he looked even older and harder still.
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