The Catalyst (When You Leave Duet #1)

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April 17, 1815

We found it–our forever home. I knew it the second we came over the hill and saw a gigantic grove full of trees growing peaches, plums, and an assortment of different apples. Wild horses and deer roam free as if they have nothing to fear. It’s peaceful and far from any civilization known to us. Aichear thinks we should call this beautiful place “Grove Hill,” but I’m not sure the name encompasses the sheer beauty of our home. It doesn’t matter what we call it, though, because it is ours, and no one will take our home from us ever again.

Until next time,

Séamus O’Reilly