Aphonium SummerShe dipped her toes in the water and skimmed them across the surface, watching the ripples that formed and then dissipated. Sitting on the sturdy wooden dock, Sierra looked out on the lake that she had known all her life. Surrounded by a circle of pine trees like the thick green wreath her family hung on their door at Christmas each year, the lake was secluded, miles away from her hometown and just about everything else.Every summer, she and her mother, father, and younger sister Audrey made the long and arduous journey to their little cabin by the lake. And every summer, dancing across the waters surface with the soles of her feet wa
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