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Chapter 42

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**On the Edge of Everything**

The morning after the town council’s announcement, the reality of their situation hit the Hayes family hard. Claire, Ethan, Samuel, and Lillian sat at the kitchen table, the air thick with anxiety. The fair had been a success, but it was overshadowed by the looming threat of losing their shop to the council’s development plans. They had poured their hearts into making the shop a cornerstone of the community, and now it was at risk of being erased completely.

Claire felt a mix of anger and helplessness. She had fought so hard to keep the shop alive, to protect the legacy they had built together. Now, it felt like they were up against an unstoppable force—a council driven by profit and expansion, with little regard for the small businesses that made the town special.

“We can’t let them do this,” Claire said, breaking the silence. “We have to fight back. There has to be a way to stop this.”

Ethan nodded, but his expression was grim. “We’re going to need more
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