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Submitted to Contest #306
From Clara to HenryBell House, September 3, 1922 My dearest Henry, We’ve arrived. Bell House is even older than I imagined—stooped with age, as though the stone bones of the place remember more than they ought to. It sits like a relic on the cliff’s edge, gazing out over the sea with a sort of resigned watchfulness. The wind never stills here. It moves through the halls and under the doors like it belongs, sighing through the rafters at night as if recounting secrets in a tongue just out of reach. You’d laugh to see me now, wrapped in my t...
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