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Weekly Contest #221
Mrs. Hanbury paced along the hard oak floor. The sound of the ancient grandfather clock ticked away at her patience as she paced faster and faster. She would glance at the door every time she passed by, as if waiting for someone to come bursting through. In fact, she was expectant of it. It had been nearly two weeks since her husband, Mr. Hanbury, had come home. With every glance up at the door her heart leaped a little, as if her husband would come barging in at that exact moment. Oh, how that excited her nerves. To see her husband coming ...
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