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She had dark hair that never quite obeyed the comb, a freckle on the left cheek that looked, to those who knew her, like a small punctuation mark: a pause in a sentence that otherwise ran too quickly. At thirteen she could gut a fish with the kind of precision that made the old fishermen nod and say, “You’ve got the touch.” At twenty-one she could read the sky the way other people read newspapers: thin high clouds meant a day to dry the figs; a sudden silver along the horizon meant a squall coming up from the deep.

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