By PeterMay

The Secret Garden

There is a big house in our village that sits all shuttered up in a lushly overgrown walled garden. I’ve never seen a soul there, yet both house and garden are still maintained. I have no idea who owns it or why they are never there. It is a beautiful rambling property which I pass every day on my morning walk. I am sure it could tell a story or two.

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