Fallen Star (part 27)

What finally stopped Jodi’s momentum, was seeing a star hanging from a tree. She squeezed the hand brakes, slowing as she got closer. The star hung from the branch of a tree that had lost most of its leaves in the front yard of a small, white cottage. It was the same six-sided star that had adorned the back of the tattooed lady’s hand.

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