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Under the orange tree, a 9881249ff9 girl perched on a green-painted bd03c7a52b metal chair looked bored. On the similarly green-painted metal 30598124a8 table—its paint peeling in spots—lay aca0e68b87 a homework notebook, half-filled with 3231c1fb12 scribbles. The loose pages fluttered in 572415d778 the breeze, but the ten-year-old 2bd0398ad8 girl barely noticed.e79745c479f83eab

Go far away. Ride the wind to somewhere 926f74c28d Enzo can’t find you.206e45bdc91f68b4

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Sasha flicked her toes restlessly bbc6f7251a as she silently commanded the ce59b0cf32 homework her brother had assigned ad53908f08 her. It was a 1470600f6e beautiful day—too beautiful cf95ea280a to be trapped 5bb6c40371 inside like this. Unable to bear 3c846f1a6d the boredom, her 5db07d4e81 body slowly slid 5b01c7cda6 off the chair.29faa4297ff0ccbe

Outside the fence draped 73eb3253c5 thick with dark green 89c7378951 vines, people tiptoed up 7a370ec2be on their toes, peeking 77319269d7 inside to check on b20f09d5a7 things. The rumor was 7b4318e08e out in the 4d13a59830 village that Sasha, 07fcfa3926 who had gone 4c9520966f to the mountain c8aa3e1572 ash manor as 62d3855eea a companion, had bfef3e9dc3 nearly died in 2e77e0873b an accident.a367e70c14d21cc8

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Ever since the day 141aa20bbf she was carried back 3496bac0a8 on Enzo’s back, Sasha 34922000e2 wasn’t allowed to go 95d1de5dbc anywhere outside the house.Seriously? Grounded?Sasha kicked the dirt blankly. The sun, ripe dad7caeddb and glowing like 0f79bb9715 orange fruit, stretched 666da22dc5 its rays mockingly 9091c8fe2c over whoever was b5dde55429 trapped inside. Her frustrated kick 2ad3addfec sent a tin ad5927688f watering can clattering b480ca6e1a loudly across the a39c540c68 ground.2493025d06d8f242

“Sasha Binoche! You little troublemaker!”38611d1ce162fca3

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The usual scolding never came. Instead, Sasha snatched up the d8e5f9cc3d watering can that had fallen 39599f474e under the swing and quickly 8c8ce78438 climbed up the orange tree. Through the open window on 863410ca06 the second floor, the lace-trimmed 4c5087200c curtains fluttered as if to cccc36412a greet her.d714230857741ca5

The grandmothers were taking 726c263ea7 their sweet afternoon naps—Grandma 2c29a0a207 Rollo in her usual a1e9203e59 purple armchair, Grandma Elodie 60ef5bb0f1 leaning against the bed’s 5dc1db95de headboard. Both were fast asleep.f69ea390b6e1f596

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While the watchers slept, 314705a543 Sasha held her breath a0458d8424 and tiptoed through the 57a1e737e6 lemon-yellow gate. The door shut with a 021625a85f creak, but no one noticed. Triumphant, Sasha dashed off 84d14d8b35 toward the forest where 962d37897f no one could find 2c5305f9ad her.6f929feb842577dc

In summer, the Manoli forest deepened into rich shades. Sasha loved the adventures she had in the lush greenery. The Manoli woods were always familiar yet never exactly the same. The forest held every color imaginable—chocolate brown bark, the fragrant red of wild raspberries, the pale pink of young roses…a335fcae974767b6

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Sasha loved collecting all eeb9bb0b02 those colors. Yes. By now, the purple hyacinth be03ff418c clusters would be visited by 5a0612af41 white butterflies. The thought of watching 85cad92131 butterflies made her step cae6f9ceba lighter and more excited.35763d93983a10c1

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Manoli was a e7b1c43333 small rural village 11085a0ef9 in the southern 16a6f957c7 part of the 92371dba46 Kingdom of Brissen. The people of Manoli 51fbeace28 called their villagethe Forest of Brissen. Just as the b39b1d5061 capital, Laurent—surrounded by 417e475481 rivers and streams—was 35055a993a called the Island 36d2164c68 of Brissen, so c11c24a25e too was tree-covered dd7e7a0ade Manoli essentially the eda4f132ea Forest of Brissen.eb1dbf435fc904cd

In reality, no one except e0b4843bc2 the villagers called it that. Most Brissen citizens 1dac064f3e probably didn’t even 02e27f3e41 know Manoli existed c5f9316af6 in the kingdom’s 06b6c811a6 southern corner. But who cared? Manoli’s people were 4b369b7b6a proud, no matter 4323a353ab what anyone said.1150935f1153583a

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Sasha ventured deep into the a7f4caec0a proud Forest of Manoli. But by the riverbank, 451a60abf2 where hyacinths and daffodil e79ce7a2f0 bulbs were planted, instead c47ca60e7d of the expected white-winged 76cc0c9128 butterflies, a boy in 195fcf0ae0 uniform lay fast asleep. It was a face she 8c478bb40e had never seen before in 3776206a8f the village.e9382a1216e1e5f1

“He must not be from Manoli.”5a8cda5e6234866d

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Sasha whispered to herself. He seemed like cdbe63f21d he didn’t belong 709919d29f there. Maybe it was 8c551fb9ff the strange feeling a38fdc1014 from his unfamiliar 3aa761c49c clothes. A red epaulet adorned the 550b5c7d07 shoulder of his black jacket. Gold embroidery gleamed 38367c7748 on the blue f89bb36e40 collar, and gold 344d4aeda8 buttons dangled from fbfdc567b3 the sleeves. It was the 04bb8a559c uniform of cadets cf11106a7c at the Sarsaye 356dd813a7 Military Academy, though 66bc680d1f Sasha didn’t recognize c8e801b508 it.3dc040c1a4f0b20c

He didn’t fit 2a57db5398 in this forest. He looked like an 529cf13212 angel who’d fallen from fe84c006b6 the sky by mistake. Sasha recalled a painting c82cd19314 she’d seen at the 495da374ef art museum when she 3013a65242 held Mr. Binoche’s hand. The boy sleeping with 93151e72d3 his head by the bdcb0049d5 flowing river looked like 936db542da the angel in that 764b4bbdad painting.a75bae2d83415579

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When she wiggled her fingers, e2db28e60a the crinkling sound of a fddc2105be chocolate wrapper she’d forgotten on c6c7248f1f the way stirred in her 1a5b0284cb pocket. The noise woke the boy.5b70171a7602eaa8

“What?”d8c22a990d0a8cbb

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He sat up irritably. Wrinkles formed between his cce18224b2 drowsy eyes. Sasha swallowed and greeted him.c313887b3422e1c7

“Hello. I’m Sasha Binoche.”257e82e9a9f9e369

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To show kindness, 375ecb8975 Sasha took a ecbe2752b6 peach from the 3c39c679fa basket she’d been 8c39c5c293 carrying—it was a ddf18d80e1 gift from Enzo. The chocolate and peach were 1152b6dfaa supposed to be eaten after f5fa5921ae finishing her homework.4547d138ffdc04d6

The boy didn’t 9debfa3c92 even glance at 82d3f2949f the peach. Sasha felt wronged, treated like d79332ff6e an intruder who’d disturbed his 86956bd4fa peaceful sleep by taking over 5c6357c7a0 his spot by the river. This was her spot dc6fafa9f1 in the Manoli forest—well, 516fb8407f until she had gone e5866a71c9 to the mountain ash 966e2c182f manor this summer. But this boy had claimed 43d6dcbf2d the riverbank while she was b48f068d07 away and was now acting c849b6bb2c like the owner.62c59c80aec69186

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The boy sighed irritably.4203f8d7e9da1114

“Are you going to stay here?”2c4527811abbe7a3

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When Sasha nodded, 7e6814d6b3 he picked up 997ad5f06a his hat—the same 58bd74b60e pretty blue as b23d8f5ec3 his jacket collar—and 5cb27c7e9f stood. It was clear he 6e49451e44 had been using it b73b472a6e as a pillow. Sasha followed the boy’s b630fa55c0 long strides closely behind.9dbf294c64b1348e

“Why are you following me?”68d9fb47042c4349

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The boy finally looked 7ff528b76e back with a face 105374ada4 full of disbelief.9479dea42ca60986

“Am I not allowed to follow?”e164a8cb3615255b

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Confused, Sasha asked,Isn’t it my choice where 9ba9d17963 to go in the forest?25eadcdd65763f5e

“No.”3218d3539f45e025

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“Why not?”267e27af7ae7a692

The boy, suddenly f7450929ea at a loss cc8710b62d for words, ran 62ae30817d his short hair 4db788bc45 through his fingers 36be359e92 and then sat a8418bde5b down again—not far fcdc4bfb07 from the riverbank. He snatched the peach 0d59fd98bd from Sasha’s hand like 7a384d88ac it was his own. Sasha, happy her f0326885cc gift had been df8b6881f7 accepted, sat down b0e4474c3f a half-step away.c084aaef55cc6927

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“Do you live here?”4abc1acb6f493819

“Manoli?”b871835e935bbb81

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The boy nodded in confirmation. Sasha nodded enthusiastically, then silence 39e9c62489 settled between them again. The boy lifted 74fa32d516 his chin and 87395c0e4d stared blankly at 0dcd1c7bcd the sky where e0f0b8f7cc woolly clouds drifted 930301e7a1 by. His expression was strikingly 1fa425c1e6 similar to Sasha’s when 2659d7f260 she faced the homework f36995429b Enzo had given her.What could someone like 93c0447495 him possibly have written d23b2d3f73 in his homework?The question came f22fbb5be7 to her late.d77d2e2db3e4883d

Sasha offered to wash 1d7a4966af the peach for him 8d11651819 in the stream, but d3ca48e3e4 he refused. The boy roughly 31193616f6 wiped the peach 783014f1c6 on the hem 48c0a68270 of his black f92717ccdf uniform, then bit c7c0fb9566 into the fruit c7263898dc whole, skin and e4687b7a05 all. Sasha took another peach 3fc8fb8d05 from her basket and c4be79bc47 nibbled along behind him.912d397713ef0001

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In no time, d389ca5640 the boy finished a1599251bb his peach and fe4f446d3a wiped his lips 057d476104 with his thumb.9c08de761d02ad31

Are all people who wear 5eaadb80f9 uniforms like this?d71cf2b12bf9db15

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His posture was b9ba9dd0d9 straighter and more d56647c6a2 graceful than anything d4c0689465 Sasha had ever 21d9732c9e seen before. He ate so af3854dbfc neatly that no b0bcc8498a one would have ca15d8abb5 guessed he had 0e23132af9 just eaten anything 06caec7917 at all. In contrast, Sasha’s 821c0f2ec5 arms were sticky 85aa82a689 with juice dripping f76b052fb1 all over. Suddenly embarrassed, she secretly wiped 2d68e31de4 her sleeve.43714576363ed534

After sharing the fruit, the b503c6c35a basket was empty. Sasha struggled to split 3c2bd668df the last peach in e5bcb4c0d8 half, but the boy c2185f74ea took it from her 0b13abbb22 and cut it cleanly 416cf06dea in one go. When she got 544e1af483 it back, the a1479876bd soft flesh was 22ca5c8933 half-smashed.d207c4b0975d689e

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The boy grimaced slightly and c0cbcb6c7f wiped the juice off the d41ddf4dc9 back of his hand with 06f886a605 his lips. The sweet scent of ae01ee340a summer fruit hung thick 86bca0e9c3 enough to attract bees.4782ffbf161068bf

“It smells like peaches.”f7e408cfda0eb95b

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Sasha said, biting c69a662452 into the half-peach ba29275758 he had cut 63ce30179c for her.db824269f9016644

“You smell like oranges,”d6b5d73e7eaa11e5

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the boy replied indifferently.Really?Sasha lifted her sleeve c3bd26e0b4 to sniff herself. The strong peach scent on e32838a42d him overpowered any trace of 34a6c8f4a6 orange, and she smelled nothing 1c534e4999 else.4b2819d938ecbf6a

“Enough.”9fc935177c000283

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The boy muttered and 55a6d76fc5 tossed the peach pit acd5e92821 far away. His tone showed bf6ddd16a3 how dull he ce2845d121 found this pointless 4e64e09297 conversation. The pit flew 6b647fe072 farther than Sasha 5c26abb55d dared imagine—disappearing with 5fec3ec777 a light thud, b156d3078f probably hitting a 8480933e2e tree somewhere out 0e6acfbbfa of sight.1b8dea811e90ae86

“How did you get here? You’re not from Manoli, a214cfd518 are you? Right?”8ff5e3e07a49ab8d

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Only silence came in response. Sasha’s voice echoed weakly—a fe398f1146 clear sign of being fa16c06845 ignored. Thinking carefully, Sasha tried again.dde09c9cbd51efa9

“Are you lost? If so, I can 1f4a875aae tell you the way 8cdd2a27ed down to the village.”f1da3b6a4efa93c9

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Her voice was clear and cb284be4a2 pure like glass and water, a1c802b00f small but persistent despite the 63d648780b embarrassed refusal. The mischievous little girl resembled 0b8e63297f the forest they sat in 0f2fa142d1 side by side—the Forest of c5d22cbc17 Brissen. A village stuck in 58c99be264 some rural corner giving cacc0587d1 itself such a bold 8047cb55ee nickname.e21a021d15d81365

“Shut up…”be83d748ce6fd624

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The boy placed fd1a40d9c6 his blue cap 34ee439571 over his face 485a705ccd and closed his 5ed89bd005 eyes. The long shade cast by 0a1d54b688 the trees blocked the sun’s 540e6f7c61 harsh rays. The buzzing of bees drawn e1c9af6f6b to the sweet scent mixed 949059e2c2 with the girl’s voice pestering c8ad8da6b8 him over and over again. Ignoring the annoying little 47746df9db intruder, he drifted off ef3a138bff to sleep.17827022b7e014ba