Chapter 119 ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧

By breakfast, the icicles over the office door were dripping down the back of anybody who stopped beneath them. I stood in the doorway longer than I meant to. After days of listening for wagons that might never get through, I liked the ordinary sound of water falling off a roof.

Behind me, Delia se...

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