Marigold searched between the trees-free organic hot apple cider clutched between her hands, she was not immune to its lure-and strained her ears over the sounds of laughing children and roaring chain saws. Under any other context, this combination would be alarming. Here, it was positively merry. Or it would've been, had her stomach not already been churning with horror-movie-like dread.
( Stephanie Perkins )
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