“Hey,” he said. “Hi.” I popped up on my tiptoes to kiss him. “Nice work, champion.” “I’m surprised I kept up with him. He beat Luke again last year, so my brothers goaded me into competing this time.” He pulled his T-shirt on over his sweaty body. I was slightly disappointed. “Do you win something or just the honor of being the fastest wood chopper in town.” “Oh yeah, I get pie.” “Pie?” He looked at me like I was weird for questioning that. “Yeah. I guess if you’ve never had Gram Bailey’s pie, you wouldn’t understand.” “Will you share some with me so I can experience this magical pie?” “I
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