Novel #1, loose Ends

Andrea stamped her foot on the red rose, grinding it into the sparse grass on Jack's grave with a twist of her ankle. She had found a missing piece of the puzzle. Her mood had lightened in the last week with the appearance of daffodils and the smell of spring on the breeze. Now … ................
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