"Elder Abram agreed to rent the field, but when Albin's wife, Lita, found out it was my land, she refused outright. She accused me of—" She paused suddenly, biting back her words.
"In the end, their family discussed it among themselves and decided to rent only part of it.
Albin took a section of Elder Abram's original field, the one furthest from ours. Meanwhile, the field we offered will be tended by Elder Abram himself."
Gara raised an eyebrow. He was curious.
Why had they passed on such a good opportunity? And why did Uncle Albin insist on managing the field farthest from their own?
Gara's unspoken question was answered the very next day.
He had gone up to the herb field in the mountains to prepare water for his mother's herbs.
Today was the first time he would water the plants using his Talent, also the day he would show the villagers that he was now a Liner.
As it turned out, the news had already spread.
