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To one direction, the railroad tracks led through a town choked and busy with deals being made, horses drawing carriages to protect the well-heeled in habitants, and creaking wagons wide open and welcoming the cloudless sky, their boots crammed with sleepy children after a successful day at market, wedged in between baskets and the few wares that hadn’t sold; beyond the town’s borders, dusty roads and half-grown fields shimmered in the late-day heat.

They were all returning home, but she was not.

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