Encounter with Foxworth Hall
"We came at last upon a cluster of large and very fine homes, nestled on a steep hillside. Stealthily, we approached the largest and, by far, the grandest of all the sleeping mountain homes. Momma said in a hushed voice that her ancestral home was named Foxworth Hall, and was more than two Hundred years old."
(Page 41, Flowers in the Attic, Pocket Books, August 2005)
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