An unexpected turn of events! What is going to happen with these strange gifts they've received? Are they going to get rid of them, or keep them? Who can say?
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SHDYCF2 Chapter 16 Pumkin FestivalCHAPTER SIXTEEN
Pumpkin Festival
Taryn walked along the new Main Street of the town. Though it was, in fact, still the same street as before, all the new construction that had gone up made it seem like an entirely different boulevard. Where once had been several small shops shoved tight against one another in tiny brick storefronts, more spacious, modern construction had been installed. They still had the brick façade to them, probably to keep the small-town charm that tourists demanded, but it no longer looked rundown and struggling.
On the contrary, if the size of the crowd that Taryn saw could be any guide, it seemed to be booming. Every store had merchandise that had a red maple leaf on the front and slogans that said "I hiked Red Leaf" and "I stayed at Red Leaf".
Taryn couldn't help but notice that many of those shirts looked untouched, or were offered at bargain price. The ones with her and Sylvie's picture on them, however, were nearly always empty, had
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SHDYCF2 Chapter 14: Friends ForeverCHAPTER FOURTEEN
Friends Forever
Out in the fresh air, she wandered aimlessly for a while, thinking heavily about her nightmares; they'd been getting more frequent now and she worried about what that might mean.
Along her route, she could see the construction cranes standing still and seemingly abandoned, but at a couple of the sites furthest along her route, she could see a handful of pickup trucks and cars in parking areas and construction workers checking over the machines and prepping them for work.
Well, at least one crisis is solved. She thought morosely. With luck, the rest of the sites would be up and running in a couple of days.
She turned up the block to her house, pondering the meaning of dreams when a voice interrupted her thoughts.
"Sylvie! There you are!"
It was Taryn, and she was standing by the front door in her own buckskin costume and idly holding her war-spear in her right hand. Her hair had been done back in a ponytail and on her back she wore a set of sad