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“I wouldn’t know where you’re supposed to plant them.” He didn’t have a place of his own. Not yet, anyway. Someday, when all of this mess had finished, he would definitely have his own home, and even a way to pay for it!

“Is there a special place or can they go anywhere?”

“They’ve gotta be planted in fertile soil, like the soil these trees are in now. Normally soil would be fertile after a fire but from what you’ve told me, I think the ground itself would be too hardened by the heat itself to be broken up into soil.”

Rebecca moved on to the next tree, waiting for Silver to finish up on the last one.

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