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The bare branches of the tree tapping and scraped on the kitchen window. She shuddered. Goosebumps shivered up and down her arms as she pulled her jumper tighter. Had it got colder? The soft whirl of the stand mixer was her solace. She turned it off and it brought a deafening quiet over the kitchen. She raised the head and scraped the pale, creamed butter and sugar back down. She lowered the spatula and slowly turned her head. She couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong. And it…