Midnight is a Lonely PlaceSignet, 1994 - 447 Kate Kennedy, a successful author, moves to a remote cottage in the country to escape a crumbling romance. Soon, however, strange things begin to happen around the cottage--doors slam, windows open, and her computer goes haywire. |
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... dune . Her dune . The tide in the night , she saw with satisfaction , had not been very high . The sea wrack on the shore , still wet with spume , was several feet short of her excavation and had come nowhere near the place where she ...
... dune . Her dune . The tide in the night , she saw with satisfaction , had not been very high . The sea wrack on the shore , still wet with spume , was several feet short of her excavation and had come nowhere near the place where she ...
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... dunes , the beach swept away around the corner . There a narrow inlet led into the shallow , muddy waters of Redall Bay ... dune . The resulting scar in the sand looked too regular and neat to be the result of a child's game ; and it had ...
... dunes , the beach swept away around the corner . There a narrow inlet led into the shallow , muddy waters of Redall Bay ... dune . The resulting scar in the sand looked too regular and neat to be the result of a child's game ; and it had ...
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... dune and ran back through the deep , soft sand toward her , feeling the sweat break out on his body beneath the heavy jacket . Puffing , convinced he was about to have a heart attack , he scrambled up the dune where she had been ...
... dune and ran back through the deep , soft sand toward her , feeling the sweat break out on his body beneath the heavy jacket . Puffing , convinced he was about to have a heart attack , he scrambled up the dune where she had been ...
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