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Max walked beside Mrs. Pitt toward the entrance to Pleasant Seas. There wasn't much to say and he halfheartedly listened to her ramble on about the area. He'd heard it all before in history class.
“Pleasant Seas is more than an ordinary community,” said Mrs. Pitt, catching his attention. “It is unique.”
“Is everyone in Pleasant Seas magical?” he asked.
“Yes. That's correct,” she said. She glanced across the street and waved hello to Cynric and Alfie Pinkstone. The two bachelor brothers stood in the middle of their garden. It was their prized possession and an impressive sight. It ran the length of their yard and contained every fruit, vegetable and herb imaginable.
“What about them?” asked Max, eying the brothers.
“The Pinkstone brothers were two of the finest alchemists of their t
