For an old woman, you yu was spry. She swept along the narrow dirt road they were following, barely batting an eye at the flat, verdant fields that hemmed them in on either side. Arms pumping, her strides were long and purposeful, and it was Susanna, with Lian's short, chubby legs, who was left breathless and struggling to keep up.

"What's the rush?" she panted, almost jogging beside the older lady.

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