Whispers of Fortune, Echoes of Courage

Previously

…Nutsy grunted, a sound that could have meant anything from profound agreement to extreme indigestion. He then proceeded to bury the acorn with the same furious intensity he’d shown earlier. Lily clutched the locket. It felt like a key, not to a treasure chest, but to a whole world of whispers, of laughter, of unspoken histories. She was Lily the Locket Listener, and she knew, with a certainty that settled deep in her bones, that her adventures were far from over. The greatest fortunes, after all, were the stories we shared, and the courage it took to bring them back to life, one whisper, one memory, one surprisingly helpful squirrel at a time.