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Bailey had leapt at the chance to go to plant farm’s opening that Miriam had suggested, especially since it hinted at the growing reconciliation between twins that she’d suggested that Bailey attend with Edith. She stood at a gate to the fields now, basket slung over her shoulder, wearing knee-length boots to protect against dirt and mud, a broad hat resting atop her pulled-back curls. Upon spotting Edith she waved a hand and grinned. 

“Over here!”