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If you were to drive to my sister Violet’s house today, you would find yourself at a very different place from the one I encountered on my first trip. The road up the mountain has been paved, for one thing, to make it more accessible to the tourists who now support it. Back then if you were behind the wheel of anything other than a farm truck, you were as likely to wreck an axle or lose a tire to the ruts; not knowing, I’d driven the Jag that day.
➤ fantasy novelette about family, and two sisters trying to reconnect after many years of estrangement
➤ a quiet and contemplative sort of vibe
➤ the slow reveals were effective
➤ I'm not quite sure about the pacing/vibe of the ending, but overall still a thoroughly interesting and enjoyable story
➤ 12k words in length