The rain fell in sheets over the Beacon Hills preserve, turning the earth beneath your feet to mud. Thunder rumbled overhead, a low, guttural growl that matched the tension coiled in your chest.
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The rain fell in sheets over the Beacon Hills preserve, turning the earth beneath your feet to mud. Thunder rumbled overhead, a low, guttural growl that matched the tension coiled in your chest.