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FARM KEEPING
It would take a day or two, but Yeolani felt he could fix the farm and set up a pattern of magic that would protect Rashel from suspicion. He had followed her to the farm just east of town, putting her up on the horse’s saddle, and they had talked, but not about their plans. Too many people might have a chance to overhear them on the well-traveled road. Instead, he had told her all he could remember of Arvid, including the crushing tree, and he didn’t hesitate to tell her of Honiea’s help.
In turn, Rashel revealed to him all the struggles she had endured since her father died. The cows she could milk, for that had always been her responsibility since Arvid left, but she couldn’t move the hay or repair the roof and the crumbling well. In spring, when she would have to sow
