Woodland home

Bob had seen this house before — once, years ago, when he and Judith passed it during a weekend hike. “No one’s lived there in decades,” she had said at the time. But now she was approaching it like someone did. Bob watched as she climbed the porch steps and reached for the door. The old handle turned easily. The door creaked open. And then Judith disappeared inside.
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