"Yes, we'll go tomorrow."
Sera silently stepped out of the Oak tree to get some air. How had she let the lies go so far?
She grabbed two of the baskets Felicita had made and headed towards the stream. She spent the whole night fishing and picking berries. She didn't get back to the oak tree until the sun was starting to come up.
"Wake up Felicita, It's going to be a long, exciting day.
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