Harry stood in the doorway, a giant duffel bag hanging from his left shoulder. He should have already been on the road, but it was hard to leave. It was hard to do anything at all at this point. He walked back into the house, dropping his bag next to the hall closet, and laid down on the hardwood floor in the dining room. The house looked so
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