დ Elara დ
“Fun,” Aria said as she set the herbs on my desk. “But you look like a storm cloud,”
“I feel like one,” I said. I touched the top page as if it might run away. “He thinks I am going to break myself on this,”
“Rowan thinks breathing is dangerous,” she said. She folded her legs and leaned in. “But enough about that handsome hunk, I want to know what the next move is?”
“File the petition,” I said. I forced my focus to the steps Mara had drilled into me. It steadied me. “Clerk stamps receipt, confirms the count. We cleared five percent, they have to schedule a hearing. We submit our record at the same time. Water logs, photos from the creek bed, sworn statements from the families whose taps went dry in July. We ask for independent hydrology and a location change to an industrial
