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by Olivia Dade

Edie hadn’t spent time around farm animals in at least three decades, but she could still identify the pungent scent of bullshit.

Somewhere, a super-old French village is missing its idiot

“They saved you, my Edie. Their beautiful sunbeam of a child.” His voice was very, very soft. “There is nothing in this world that could give their sacrifice more meaning. Nothing.”