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Chapter 0622

Abby

The small shop smells like old wood and rare spices as Karl and I step through the doors. We stop for a moment, glancing warily at one another.

“You’re sure this is the place?” I whisper.

Karl nods and checks the address that the local grocer wrote down for him on a slip of paper one last
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