“Hello there. Looking to send a letter?” Greton paused, and glanced at Atlas, then back at the shopkeeper. “How did you know?” She narrowed her eyes. “You’re in my Mailing Shop. What else would you be doing here?” “Then why did you ask?” The woman blinked. “Habit, I suppose.”
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David Green,
Magic, Maps, and Mischief: A Cozy Neurodivergent Adventure
