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A Gentle Breeze
[Jen] When I left the spell room, I went to grab a notebook from the chest of drawers in the living room. We hadn’t really known what to do with it when we first saw it, but I thought it would be a good place to store things we might need. It looked a lot better than a bookshelf with cups of writing utensils and piles of notebooks on it. After getting my notebook and a mechanical pencil, I went into the kitchen and sat at the table. I pulled out my phone and set it next to the notebook. I needed a moment. Val hugging Clover was strictly platonic, but it reminded me of how much better she fits him. It was hard to feel like this. I’m just an air witch. Val should have a soulmate who is as remarkable as he is. Why do you always breathe sad, friend? The air whispered to me. “I’m jus
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