The Visitor

A short story about the unexpected

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“Again?” Jocelyn mumbled while drying the dishes.

She had lost count of how many times the tall woman in a black dress and black veil had walked around her property, most precisely close to the porch.

The mysterious woman with a stern look on her face would stare at Jocelyn’s front door but never at the windows. After five to ten…