Stopping, Guri looked at Heligin’s simple cabin. After all, how large a house did the Lord of streams and lakes need? He was rarely there she imagined. An this morning the tiny home was dark, the fire out. She slipped the folded letter into the mailbox and turned to go stood thinking about him.
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