“I’m the what?”

            “The linchpin.”

            “What’s a linch-pin?”

            The witch rolled her eyes.  “A linchpin is a fulcrum point, Laddie.”

            “A what?”

            The witch sighed.  “Are ya familiar with a lever?”

            The boy nodded.  “A lever, yeah, I know what a lever is, it’s like the thing ya pump...

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