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Extract from Monarch Memoir
The barn’s enclosed by fences lost to thorn hedges; wild walls impossible to breach. There’s a barrel of water coated with brown slime but some of us cup our hands and drink. My fingers look white but they burn. The air snaps. I jig up and down but feel surprisingly good as the sun begins to rise. Perhaps, when the worst has happened, there’s nothing left to fear. The others call the lady Miss Veronica. She says this is her brothers farm, seven miles from their closest neig
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