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... her beat up and rusted silver Honda Civic out of sight around the corner. The first thing she did was pick up the fallen for sale sign and brush the mud off. At first she had assumed it was gophers disturbing the ground or local kids having a laugh but gradually she had come to realize that the house didn’t want to be sold.
The locals had warned her about it when she accepted the listing.
“It’s haunted,” they had said. “You’ll never sell it,” they had said. Of course she had assu ...
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