and damp earth was the
sharp and crue
s careless laugh, the grind
with her prize-w
ot in the ravine, but in
through the wind
htmare played out, wa
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flora, forgotten recipes h
l Preserve-Making Championship,
of the Sterling Orchards famil
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sabotaged Elara' s wagon on the w
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aid, her voice c
f surprise in her eyes. "
estival," Elara said, a small
," Sadie said, but
pete this year," Elara lied smoothly.
ste color her tone when
a subtle straightening.
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old those traditions. It wouldn' t be right for someone like me, who just lik
reading across her face. "M
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"It would su
g in her step, a gleam
atched
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rt of Havenwood. Winning meant s
hed. People already whisp
ie the clear frontrunner, if
knew Sad
wn' s eyes on her. Her rebirth, tho
ore observant. Som
, worried. Her father, the may
hispers. She had
nt from her grandmothe
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ounteract certain toxins
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tal Blossom was fain
ns for its bloom, the re
find it. Her plan, her
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