Rust and Riches

But compared to the soil she used at home for planting, this stuff wasn't just one or two grades higher—it was in a completely different league.

It was a deep, inky black, heavy and sticky to the touch, the surface smooth yet loose, carrying a faint, rich, earthy scent.

In a split second, Sadie suddenly realized what it was: black soil from the far northeast.

Maybe it was even specially cultivated