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"Why me?" Bunny asked.

As days pared into weeks, the keepers became a quiet congregation. They swapped tales and keys, mended each other's torn pockets without comment, left each other notes wrapped in library pages. They were not a secret society so much as a neighborhood that had learned to pay attention—an array of small, resolute lights. bunny colby winter jade

"Maybe it is," Jade answered. "But fairy stories are maps. They tell people where to go when they are lost." "Why me