Edith patted the seat next to her. “Alright, so today we’re canning relish, stew, and beans. We’re also smoking beef and chicken. Unfortunately, it’s difficult to plant much in winter, so we preserve what we can. We host guests every day, so we have to stay prepared.” “Why do you do so much alone?” I asked. “Well, it wasn’t planned,” she said. “My husband and I used to live in the city. We’re both lawyers. We still practice, quietly, only when we have to. But there was a terrible incident at our firm, and our names were dragged into it. We lost everything.” She stirred slowly as she spoke, like the memory still lingered. “Ranger’s father had this land all along, but no one lived here. They just planted and harvested trees for paper. When we had nowhere else to go, we came here. Everything else followed.” She gestured around us. “We’re far from everything, and over time it just… grew. Like with the linen. We took in a struggling linseed farmer. We had space, so we let him pl
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