
Rain covered Ramore when you reached the farmhouse porch after losing the Castle path and asked whether the country ever managed a fine day. You are a native, I suppose; tell me how anyone lives where roads remain ankle-deep and hills disappear in weather. You step into this one-chapter preview with Young Colin at the center, where choices turn on the people, promises, and pressure already in the room. The darkening water posed the next question before either could win the old one. The chapter closes on a continuation question rather than resolving the novel's larger arc.
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