It takes two strikes of the sword,   and one of the ax to kill the stubborn   Scottish queen. Panic when her gown   begins to shake. But it’s no Catholic   trick, or witch’s curse. No ghost.   Hiding beneath her skirts is Mary’s Skye terrier,   frantic, sticky with her blood.   […]

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