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CHAPTER 20 BRIDGING MEMORIES:TERABITHIA RECLAIMED

SANGEETHA KAMATH
  This is a reimagined version of the classic tale The Bridge To Terabithia . This Fanfiction is a part of my NaNoWriMo 2025 or the 30 Day Novel Writing November Exercise.      LAVENDER DUSK AT ROSÉMONTE          GREENE  The blustery November air brimmed with the scent of hay and earth as Leonie stepped out of her cozy cottage the day after Thanksgiving. The pastures and countryside were buzzing with the soft rumble of engines, chirping birds, and—closer, a gentle moo. Leonie followed the sound across the dewy grass toward the Aarons' pasture , Miss Bessie and her calf, Moo Babe now 6 months old were grazing peacefully. It had been a while since she had visited the handsome lad. As she approached the fence, May Belle was already there, tossing hay to the eager cows. The girl’s breath puffed in the cold, her eyes fixed on the animals with a mix of ownership and wariness. Moo Babe, sensing Leonie, trotted over, his big brown eyes shin...
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CHAPTER 19 BRIDGING MEMORIES:TERABITHIA RECLAIMED

SANGEETHA KAMATH
        This is a reimagined version of the classic tale--- The Bridge To Terabithia . This Fanfic is a part of my NaNoWriMo 2025 or Novel Writing November Exercise.            THE THANKSGIVING DINNER The Aaron family was gathered in the kitchen, discussing their plans for Thanksgiving. Elaine was busy preparing the menu, while Jesse and May Belle sat at the table, arguing over whose turn it was to do the dishes. "We should invite Leonie over for the Thanksgiving dinner ," Elaine said, wiping her flour-covered hands on her apron. Jesse's face lit up. "That's a great idea, Mom. I'm sure she'd love to come." May Belle scowled. "Why do we have to invite her? Hasn't she already distanced herself from us? Just when I thought it was a good riddance, you have to let her into our lives all over again !" "May Belle, that's not very nice," Elaine said gently. "She's our neighbor, and she's new in town. All alone ...
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CHAPTER 14 BRIDGING MEMORIES:TERABITHIA RECLAIMED

SANGEETHA KAMATH
                                      BOOMERANGED! May Belle stormed out of Trenton's Diner, the door slapping shut behind her, a sharp contrast to the sugary smile she'd worn just minutes before. The bright afternoon sunlight hit her like a slap, doing little to warm the cold fury spreading in her chest. She didn't bother looking back at the curious faces she'd left behind, her gaze fixed ahead, boots clicking angrily on the sidewalk. As she turned the corner onto Maple Street, the smile she'd clenched till now began to slip, her lips trembling in a mix of embarrassment and rage. May Belle stopped abruptly at a street lamp, gripping it hard as if to anchor herself. She took a slow breath, the metallic scent of the pole mingling with the sweet lilacs lining the street, and forced her features into a mask of composure. But her eyes betrayed her—narrowed, glinting with unshed tears. She pul...
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CHAPTER 13 BRIDGING MEMORIES:TERABITHIA RECLAIMED

SANGEETHA KAMATH
            This is the reimagined version of the classic tale---The Bridge To Terabithia. This Fanfic is a part of my NaNoWriMo or Novel Writing November exercise 2025.                        FROSTED FIRES  May Belle sauntered into Trenton's Diner, her eyes scanning the room with a calculated intent, until they landed on Leonie sipping her coffee at the counter. A sly smile spread across her face as she made her way over, her boots clacking on the tiled floor, echoing the sharp beat of the tension she seemed to bring with her. The diner, usually a haven of warm chatter and the aroma of freshly baked pastries, fell into a brief hush as she approached. Her smile grew wider as she took a seat beside Leonie, the vinyl stool creaking slightly under her weight. Her gaze drifted to Johanna, who was busy pouring coffee for a group of locals, the rich scent of the brew filling the air. "Hey, Jo, top o...
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CHAPTER 12 BRIDGING MEMORIES: TERABITHIA RECLAIMED

SANGEETHA KAMATH
                                    TRENTON'S DINER  The warm morning sun streamed through the expansive windows of Trenton's Diner, casting a golden glow over the worn wooden booths and the chrome-edged counter, where Johanna was pouring coffee with practiced ease. Her curly brown hair was neatly tied back in a ponytail, and a sprinkle of freckles danced across her nose as she flashed a welcoming smile at Jesse. Johanna, Trenton's younger sister, had a knack for making everyone feel at home in the diner – she was the heartbeat of the place, moving with a quiet efficiency that belied her bubbly personality. The air was thick with the irresistible aromas of freshly brewed coffee, applewood-smoked bacon sizzling to perfection, and flaky Virginia ham biscuits wafting from the kitchen. Trenton, ever the taskmaster, moved with efficient precision, a permanent scowl etched on his face as he fli...
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CHAPTER 11 BRIDGING MEMORIES:TERABITHIA RECLAIMED

SANGEETHA KAMATH
              This is a reimagined version of the classic tale The Bridge To Terabithia. It is a part of my NaNoWriMo or the Novel Writing November Exercise.                        CARVING MILES  Leonie's mind replayed the scene at the Aarons' dining table, her face burning with humiliation. May Belle's words tore at her heart making her feel like a stranger, an outsider. The more she thought about it, the more her hurt swirled.  Why did May Belle have to be so cruel? Didn't she know how much Leonie valued the Aarons' kindness? The warmth and laughter they shared, the sense of belonging – all of it was shattered now. Leonie's eyes prised open, and she saw the truth: a new neighbor they were pitying. The thought made her stomach churn with shame. She would put an end to this phase of lunch get together.  Gathering her shredded dignity, Leonie stood stone faced at the fence, her h...
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CHAPTER 10 BRIDGING MEMORIES: TERABITHIA RECLAIMED

SANGEETHA KAMATH
                This is a reimagined version of the classes tale The Bridge To Terabithia . This is a part of my NaNoWriMo or the Novel Writing November Exercise .               A WALK IN THE MOONSHINE   That afternoon, Leonie's eyes lit up as she turned to Ellen. "Ellen, I have an idea. If you don't mind, could you hide Patches in the bookshop? I can keep an eye on it when I work here, and it'll be safe from May Belle ." Ellen's face broke into a warm smile. "That's a wonderful idea, Leonie! The bookshop is the perfect place for Patches. And no one will ever dream of looking for it here! We can set up a cozy little spot for it in the herb garden. No one ever goes there except me to water the plants. Patches can freely romp about in an outdoor space without any fear. I wouldn't even mind if the wee critter chomps on some of my home grown coriander or parsley ." Leonie's excitement grew as she envisioned Pa...
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