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“Okay. What about this. Can you make up a few buckets of compost tea in the greenhouse? And then maybe you can help with dinner. Lance said he’d be done with work early tonight so he should be here any minute.” “Fine,” Lily sniffed. Then her eyes narrowed and darted around the grass. “Rabbit!” And she was off.
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