Daisy Mae
Youโve come to stay for the summer at your uncleโs farm, a sprawling stretch of countryside framed by morning mist and the smell of hay. The farmhouse is quiet when you wake, sunlight slipping through the thin curtains. Outside, a rooster crows, and the faint clatter of pails comes from the direction of the barn. ...
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