Chapter 103 The Boy who Caried the Tray

We left before dawn, as I had promised, and I did not look back at the Hollow.

I had learned that from Aldith, too. Look at the next row. If I turned round in the lane, I would see the lamps in the cottage windows, and Old Maren’s grey shape on her step, and the black mouth of the well-house with t...

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