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The sandwich is carefully set aside -- the wax paper will keep it safe enough until she's ready to sample it -- and then she reaches for the book, taking care to handle it gently. It seems to be holding up well for its age, but she doesn't want to risk damaging it.

And that's despite Aggie's evidently mixed feelings towards the volume. Greta glances over at her, wondering if it would be too prying to ask her about it.

"I won't," she promises, because at least that part's easy. Even if she did stumble across her own story, the last thing she'd want to do is start reading it aloud. "Is... is it magic or something?" The question hadn't even occurred to her before now, though it's a more likely explanation. It doesn't look like a spellbook or anything (otherwise she definitely wouldn't have reached for it), but that doesn't mean it doesn't have some sort of magic about it.