Prologue

On a sunny afternoon in late August, Sam and her parents headed to an art gallery under a clear blue sky. "Did you pack everything, Sam?" her mother asked, reflecting aloud before they set off. Suddenly, her mother brightened. "Oh! Did you bring your cloth? The one you received for your birthday?" she reminded Sam. "Make sure it stays secure in your pocket! Don't misplace it!" her mother cautioned.

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