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The first night, Bella stormed out in her robe.

The van pulled away. The sheep watched. Old Muriel took three steps after it, then stopped.

The third night, Bella didn’t bring tea. She brought her toolbelt.

Roxy kissed her forehead—quick, warm, like a spark. “It reminds us that walls can have doors.”

Then Roxy Sky arrived.

“You’re scaring the sheep.”