My book - Emily E.
It was a cold, dark morning. The window was slightly open, letting the sound of the car's engine into the nursery. The wind howled as if it was trying to scare away the moon. The cradle next to the window rocked and teetered precariously. Down the hall, the mistress of the house woke, hearing a baby's sympathetic blubbering. She crawled down the hallway, to the door, creaking on its hinges, only to see the empty cradle, and a man sitting on the windowsill. "Hello again, my dear."
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