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A Woman Alone with Her Soul

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by Thomas Bailey Aldrich

A woman is sitting alone in a house. She knows she is alone in the whole world: every other living thing is dead. The doorbell rings.

 

Story originally published in The Book of Fantasy, Vol. 9, 1912.


About the Author:

Thomas Bailey Aldrich (November 11, 1836 – March 19, 1907) was an American poet and writer.

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