
At twelve, you told nine-year-old Kitty a supposedly true tale about a green-clad lady walking in the deepest forest. Great-grandmother saw her, which is better evidence for a story than admitting I invented every leaf. You step into this one-chapter preview with Kitty Lovel at the center, where choices turn on the people, promises, and pressure already in the room. Tomorrow held a cousin, a possible heir, and the unfinished figure among the trees. The chapter closes on a continuation question rather than resolving the novel's larger arc.
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