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"Ire and Rye" by battlesunn
"Rye bread," her owner intoned. "Six apples. Two Plushies; whichever kind you prefer. Some books for Zarrelian- he needs to grow up. That's all." Her words sheltered an unspoken warning. "If there is more, you'll be in trouble." Shelley winced, remembering the last time she'd bought an extra something for herself...

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