turing expansively at the great stone mansion, talking nonstop over his shoulder, smiling in proud welcome. With anyone she pleased. Part of me wishes the medics would get it settled. In the moonlight he saw them, and then they stepped into darkness, became shadows in the wood.
Tomorrow for sure. Now that had possibilities. He ran for the joy of being healthy, strong, and full of life. I should probably go rescue the poor man.
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