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“It’s not very big.” Now it was Zaria’s turn to laugh, long and low in her stomach. “That a line you hear a lot?”
Jules situated himself more comfortably beside her. “Why not? It’s a nice color. You see it from a distance and know you’re home.” How simple, Zaria thought. A world of grass and sunshine, of trees and yellow doors.
