Neptune, Friday Afternoon

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Callisto pinched the bridge of her nose and rubbed her eyes.

Finding a shop that sold the kind of herbs she was looking for had been easier than Callisto had expected, but trying to get the plants she was after from a air-headed woman who seemed to think crystals were the answer to all of life's problems was proving harder than she expected.

[For Parker]