White was scattered across the long stretches of pine trees and corn fields. This "fatal retreat for the unfortunate brave" was marked by a low wooden railing, within which stood the triple tree. She lay and nibbled at a sprig of dwarf rhododendron. “How have you been, my dear? Up to no good, I see. ” True summer descended like a sticky fever upon August’s arrival, bringing with it miasmas of humidity that seemed to hang from the trees like mucus. ‘Comment? What do you wish?’ ‘What the devil do you think you’re up to now, I’d like to know?’ Her eyes flashed. She closed the book that she had been pretending to read and gathered her black umbrella and her backpack, a childish accoutrement she despised. ‘Very inventive.
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