A Voice from the Eastern Door
A Voice from the Eastern Door
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Diva stood at the window, watching the orange and yellow leaves blow up the driveway. There was a different feeling in the air today but she couldn’t figure out why. Mom was getting ready for something, there was a black kettle on the table with good smelling stuff in it and she was wearing a funny black dress. What could all this be? A car pulled up at the end of the driveway. Like a good Golden retriever should, Diva barked to let Mom know someone was coming to visit. “Shush, Diva! We have Trick or Treaters!” Mom opened the door and there wer...