Although it was dark outside, the school was well lit, and Thomas could see the building was just as large as she’d described it. Inside, he saw potted chrysanthemums lining the way to the gymnasium. Two ladies waited, stationed at a table by the doors, to collect their tickets. Thomas felt as if he’d stepped inside a lovely autumn greeting card when they entered the gym. Fabric in shades of brown and orange draped the walls. Bales of hay formed…..
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