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"Gotcha," Jack the photographer whispered. He snapped a flurry of shots. The Fight on the Hill. It would pay the rent for three months.

"Jack and Jill went up the hill To fetch a pail of water Jack fell down and broke his crown And Jill came tumbling after" jack and jill mary moody exclusive

"You are home," Mary said. She reached into the pocket of her cloak and pulled something out. It glinted in the dull light. A key? A knife? "Gotcha," Jack the photographer whispered