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But forgetting didn’t work. A week later, she walked past the fence line and noticed something odd—a small patch of soil sunken in. Not like an animal had dug, more like something settled underneath. She marked the spot and returned with the shovel. The ground gave way quickly. She hit glass again. A second jar, this one slightly smaller, capped with the same wax tape and… empty inside.
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