Days later my Nana and I were called to identify the bodies. I didn't go, I couldn't bear to look at them. After the funeral and everything else, she moved us to Pennsylvania and left the "cursed town of Valanchester" as she called it. Rightfully so. Death and tragedy never seemed to abandon this forsaken town.
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THE CRIMSON CHARIOT
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