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The Pink Lady Slipper -A brief look at what's inside - you will hear chapters from this novel when you listen to Whodunit?
She nervously looked over her shoulder every couple seconds as though she expected evil to pounce on her. The iris’s of her dark blue eyes seemed to shrink to tiny beads as the whites bulged, darting, furtive glances, she clung to the Bible she carried like a life raft with one arm, while with the other hand she squeezed the large cross dangling from her neck. “If I were you I would seriously reconsider this job. This evil place should be burned, not rebuilt,” she said.
“I’m afraid I need to make a living, Faith. And this house repair means a lot to my ability to stay afloat.”
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