Chapter 8

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8 Trying to act like nothing was out of the ordinary proved more than I could take. Even though I sequestered myself in the grow room for the morning, by lunch, I could hear the whispers whipping around the kitchen. The bakers kept giving me furtive glances whenever I walked through. “I can’t believe she’s in today,” one of them said in a stage whisper as I walked by on my way out to find some lunch. Keep it together, Darcy. I spun on my heel to offer up a retort when Sage stuck her head out of the office. “I know that we are all dealing with grief and shock from losing one of our own in different ways, but I will not have any of you making accusations without all the facts.” “Besides, I thought people were supposed to be innocent until proven guilty in this country.” The words flew p

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