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Chapter 7

Author: Michy Gaza
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Nights on the mountain were peaceful. Sarah would sit by the window, her face illuminated by candlelight as she read the few books they had at home.

They were mostly second hand novels, dog eared and worn, but they were treasures to her.

She would press her fingers to the faded words, tracing their outlines as if memorizing every curve, every letter.

Her mother, Mary, would come in sometimes, her arms full of firewood, her face tired but warm.

“Books are like windows,” Mary would say, patting Sarah’s hand. “Even if you can’t see everything yet, they’ll open up worlds for you someday.”

Sarah believed her. She knew they didn’t have much, but somehow, her parents made her feel as if the world was hers to explore.

She dreamed big, even though it was hard to imagine a life beyond the mountain.

One day, when she was fourteen, she sat with her father by the river that ran through the valley. The afternoon sun cast golden flecks across the water, and they sat in comfortable silence, a picnic
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