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She had, of course, opened it.
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Elara had read the manual three times. It wasn't thick—only twelve pages, spiral-bound at the top, with diagrams that looked like a child’s drawing of the ocean. The cover read: She had, of course, opened it
Outside, the real waves crashed against the shore. But inside, for the first time all year, there was only calm. which she hadn't said