Seaforth

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Harold woke up at his usual time, just in time to get the newspaper before anyone else and a fresh cup of silence. Mornings were his ritual that he couldn’t start his day without. As Harold pick the newspaper up to begin and a sip of hot brew,the phone rang. Too early for this to be happening the phone at this hour,he picks it up and all of a sudden his world stops. Harold gathers himself, shirt, shoes, pants and hat he’s out the front door to find the one who was on the other end of the phone.

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