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... I heard footsteps behind me as I jotted notes on my clipboard. Without turning, I asked, "Tiga, are you done picking the tomatoes—"
She dropped the basket in front of me, the red, crisp tomatoes bouncing against each other.
"Hmph!" She turned her face away and floated off, her telekinetic power lifting her with ease.
Suna came in, lugging a sack of potatoes. "Wow. She still hates you, huh?"
I shrugged, pretending indifference.
A few days ago, Tiga had sli ...
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