Chapter 16.7

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That was the last time I ever saw Katy and her Dad. When I went down to the office that night I found the straw horse standing on the desk. I picked it up and looked into its black eyes and ran my fingers over its rough flanks. It smelled of warm hay bales in the sun. I stood there for a long time, wondering what could have driven Katy to leave it behind.

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