The Cultivator's Promise
== I == The wheat was the color of summer sunlight and twice as stubborn. Patrick O'Brien knelt in the experimental plot on Long Island with a handful of stalks and a magnifying glass and understood, with the quiet certainty of a man who has spent three seasons verifying results, that he was holding something the world was not ready for. Four hundred percent yield. That was the number he had...
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