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She placed her hand on the shop's counter. Under the varnished wood, etched so faintly it was almost invisible, were dozens of names and dates—those who had come through and chosen a small change. Mira found her own initials among them, dated in a tidy hand the night she first bought the blue-covered book.

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Theo's smile widened, and he reached beneath the counter. He brought out a slim blue-covered volume tied with a ribbon, the cover stamped with a faint silver wave. "Then you should try a Blueray," he said. "They're not on many shelves. People who find them say they somehow make things feel—better." She placed her hand on the shop's counter