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“We are each other’s harvest,’ ” Jam whispered, her voice falling against the skin of his brow, the words like a small rain. Pet made a clicking sound in its chest and leaned in slightly. “ ‘We are each other’s business.’ ” As she spoke, Redemption’s breathing began to slow. “ ‘We are each other’s magnitude and bond,’ ” Jam finished. They stayed unmoving for a few minutes, the room silent with sunlight.”
― Akwaeke Emezi, Pet