“Hello, Dorothy.” Jimmy smiled, his pearly teeth shining under the sun. “Hello, Jimmy.” Dorothy tried to smile back, but she couldn’t. Her heart did start pounding then, because she needed him to just spill the beans instead of hoarding them in his pocket. Jimmy craned his neck and studied the pile of vegetables on the ground behind her. “You know you can’t pluck all those carrots and save the farm.” He wasn’t being mean about it, only speaking the truth. “I know.” She sighed, taking a step closer to him so he could unharness the news. “Then come with me.” He dropped his hat on the grass and
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