Robin was too old to sit on the ground, even leaning her back against the wall. But Kristen had only been able to find four deck chairs, and one of them couldn’t bear any weight.
Alice had taken it in her bony hands, her tight muscles straining as she lifted it over the nearly chest-high railing on the upper deck of the lighthouse, and a primal yell ripp…
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