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Grandmother is giving us that look. It is the look of chores to be done. I glance to Musah, but it doesn’t seem like he’s noticed Grandma yet. “Just pretend you don’t see her,” he mutters, getting up from the breakfast table to sneak outside before Grandma says anything. “Isah, Musah,”...

Chapter One Thunk, thunk, thunk. Agri's hoe connected solidly with the soil. It wasn't naturally good, but he had worked hard to enrich it, and Leela would be pleased with the greens he was hoping to grow. Agri had labored hard to clear his small patch in the dense forest. The work...