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			<title>Her Room</title>
			<description>The first thing my eyes stick to when I walk in is the signature on her own painting on the back wall of the room. I can&amp;rsquo;t help but say it out loud.  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;McClain Mattens. Her name is one that naturally demands whoever says it out loud to ..</description>
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			<title>Her Door</title>
			<description>The house feels different now that she&amp;rsquo;s gone. When I lie awake at night, every feature in the house that used to go unnoticed now stands out with an unsettling clarity. Stains years old on the ceiling from water or who knows what animal in the attic make my eyes twitch. Symphonies of noise cr..</description>
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			<title>Flowers Down the Appomattox</title>
			<description>16-year-old Samantha struggles with the disappearance of her sister. As Samantha searches for answers, she learns more about herself than she ever thought possible. </description>
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