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Forty-One Thursdays
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Maren drags a chair under the clock and reaches up. "Wait," Sol shouts. "Don't smash it, or we're stuck at 6:50 forever. Spin the hands FORWARD, past 6:51, so the reset has nothing to land on." She spins them to 7:00. For a second nothing. Then the rain starts at 6:51 anyway, and the ward shudders like it can't pick a time.
Maren freezes, hand on the clock. "If I get this wrong, we're stuck at 6:50 forever?" She can't risk it. She steps down and grabs Sol's hand instead. "Then we ride it out, and next time I'll remember more." The rain begins. The reset takes them. But this time one new memory sticks: the clock is the lock.
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