See, I am doing a new thing!Now it springs up; do you not perceive it? I am making a way in the wilderness and streams in the wasteland.” Isaiah 43:18-19 Chapter 1 Sadie Barncastle's lungs burned from the chilly March air, her breath making puffs as she jogged along. The cross-country ski trail that snaked through the wooded property and fields behind Barncastle Inn was a tad muddy, but not quite enough to make her slip—a big difference from the paved and lit city trail she used near her home just outside Boston. Former home, she corrected herself. She fought off a sigh, but it came out anyway. Then her foot slipped on a mushy patch of trail and something went pop inside her ankle. The bolt of pain made her gasp and stop short. She limped to the nearest maple tree and leaned against its trunk. It served her right for not paying better attention to the trail.
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