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Long story · 10 chapters · 9,031 words
Available languages: English
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By the time Iona reached the front of the tithe queue, she had decided to give them the afternoon with the apricots.
It had been a good afternoon. She was sixteen, newly apprenticed, eating stolen fruit on the workshop roof with Kes. One of them had dropped a stone into the master’s rain barrel and they had spent an hour trying to retrieve it before he noticed. She could still feel the heat of the tiles through her skirt. She would be sorry to lose it.
She held the memory ready while the assessor adjusted his scales.