Chapter 14: Free Soil

Rennie's idea of a welcome is a roll call: everybody says their name and one thing about themselves, no exceptions, even the plant that came over the fence in the night. It's Rosy I keep thinking about. It calls handing over its dirt a favor, like it's nothing, and then sits on the step used up. Vermilion, meanwhile, thought it would be the strange one here, and found out it isn't.
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