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He lost his footing on the petal-slick stone. He tumbled—not down the hill, but into the well. Jill lunged, caught his wrist. For a moment, she held him, his knuckles white in her grip. The lavender rain clung to their hair, their lashes, their lips.

Jack reached the well first. The old stone rim was now dusted with purple. He leaned over to drop the pail, but the petals had clogged the mechanism. The rope slipped. The pail tumbled into the lavender-slick darkness. jackandjill lavynder rain

She jumped .

Jack and Jill didn’t care for whispers. They cared for the pail. He lost his footing on the petal-slick stone

She didn’t fall.

Jack’s broken watch was ticking again. Jill’s childhood scar had faded. And neither of them could remember the name of the person who had broken Jill’s heart the winter before. For a moment, she held him, his knuckles white in her grip

But Jill was right.