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Una Nancy Owen: A Short Story

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I have arrived safely at that the Owen residence, or so I’ve thought. There is no one of the name Una Nancy Owen on the island. The invite was nothing but a disgraceful and heartless practical joke, I suppose. It is not a bother to me at all, after all, my first night here and I’ve been accused of something so... so atrocious! All 12 of us were accused but how could one accuse me, a young, respectable woman of killing a helpless child? If anything I risked my life to save him, if it weren’t the ambulance two lives would have been lost, not one. Of course the accusation was false but one cannot help but be a bit shaken. But of course I shouldn’t be talking about myself at the current moment, as a horrible tragedy has occurred. A young fellow

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