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... ld job... was Marron’s first thought as she woke up inside her room at the inn. Her hands almost felt normal again.
Instead of a constant ache, the pain faded to a dull stiffness. She carefully flexed her fingers as she sat on the cart’s little folding stool.
Mokko looked at her like she was a frail cub and he was a mama bear.
"Just make sure you don’t push yourself," he said as he slid a jar of honey onto the counter. "Our trades from yesterday will last a day or two, at ...
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