#2563 - Here was a man who died at 96, (perhaps an old farmer who suffered a heart attack while haying). Jennifer walked to the far side of the glade. Sometimes she would lie on the stone altar gazing up at the blue sky, watching the clouds float over, listening to the breeze in the trees around the glade.
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