C.1 A hundred windchimes

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My hot, blistered feet rest on the cool leaves of a thick patch of bluebells, and I breathe the smell of soil deep into my nostrils. Beside me, my little sister, Nu, is doing the same. Her red feet pad like a kitten’s paws. Left toes clench, then right toes. Her chest rising and falling in its sweet and re…