“I can’t believe that no one else ever found this,” Anders tells me, looking up through the leave of the tree above us as we lie on the ground beneath. “It’s so peaceful here.”
“I know,” I tell him. “Helga did find a pear tree. That’s supposed to be a secret, though.”
“So if I go take all the pears?” he asks with a mischievous smile.
I giggle at him. “Then she’ll know it was us. She tried to teach me about mushrooms, but it was so confusing.”
“We don’t have many mushrooms in my village,” he tells me, rolling on his side to face me.
“What’s it like?” I ask, reaching up to play with the end of his hair that has fallen across his chest. “You never really talk about your home, but I want to know.”
He takes my hand in his, kissing my fingers gently. “There are things……
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