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This year, however, Mira’s little brother, Kit, was sick. Not cough-sick— fever-sick , the kind that made him thrash and mutter. As the sun dipped toward the bog’s treeline, Kit’s whispers grew louder. Their mother held a hand over his mouth, tears streaming. Their father stood frozen by the window, watching the mist rise from the Sourwood.

The Harvester tilted its head. “You should be. But you came willingly. That changes the contract.” fu10 day

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Mira didn’t think. She grabbed the iron poker from the hearth, threw open the back door, and ran toward the bog. This year, however, Mira’s little brother, Kit, was sick

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