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Ylva heard a noise. She was so busy trying to remember where she put the special gold-plated olive spears to really notice. She was so busy trying to remember if her aunt hated walnuts or peanuts, or loved both, that she didn't really listen. But, Ylva felt a zing through her toes that went up to her spine, and out the part in her hair on top, before she could name it. And the Ylva went about the rest of this frantic day with a calmness that everyone -- even Klaudia -- remarked on.