Fiction | June 01, 1987

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Everybody who knew about it–and that was everyone in  Breemsburg–told somebody else about the Ferguson place.  Inquisitive Saturday or Sunday afternoon guests might even be loaded into the car and driven by the Fergusons just to save the explanation.

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