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... way carried the sharp scent of cold air for a few seconds before it softened into warmth. Coats brushed against one another on the rack. Leather shoes tapped briefly against wood before settling into stillness. The house did not echo, but it held sound a little longer when the windows were sealed tight against the wind.
Arianne heard the doorbell from the dining room. She had been standing at the head of the dining table, reviewing the arrangement of seating cards she had rewritten twice ...
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