[ SECRET POST #3762 ]

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⌈ Secret Post #3762 ⌋

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[(Anonymous)]

Clem clutched her backpack tight to her chest, biting her lip and all but vibrating with glee as she stood and looked up at the bright blue banner that read “Greene County Summer Faer” in blocky white letters. She’d missed last year because Ms. Stick-Up-Her-Ass the parole officer had refused to reschedule.

City types just didn’t get it. Missing the fair was like missing Easter Vigil. No one let you forget that you weren’t seen there, even if they knew you weren’t the sort who went to Easter Vigil. Even the Hindu family town over went to Easter Vigil. It just wasn’t worth the trouble. If you didn’t go to Summer Faer you weren’t doing your part as a member of the community.

“Pardon, miss,” came a voice from somewhere around her thigh.

Clem looked down and saw a redcap, hat wet and dripping down the back of his neck, trying to lead a small flock of blue chickens by her, each tethered to its own belled leash. “Oh, sorry ‘bout that,” she said and stepped aside.