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Logan

Aviva

“What’s your name?” I ask in the old tongue as I lead the boy through one of the pastures, shoving chest-height strands of wheat to the side to give us a path.

He doesn’t speak for a while. I don’t press him for information, either. The fact that he’s following me is enough.

“Logan,” he s...

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