Everything was fresh and bright, from the kindly manners of the Frutigen cobbler, who hammered mountain nails into her boots, to the unfamiliar wild flowers that spangled the wayside. Certainly you have a reason. ’ She bit her lip, frowning. ” She laughed softly to herself. He waited. Good night.
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