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Missus. [ She corrects him, the reflex she's drilled into herself in this short time taking over.

(But it isn't a complete lie, is it? She was a widow.) ]

But I think you're right.

[ She wonders if the animal, shuffling through the leaves, can hear the sound, too. It doesn't scurry off. Curiouser and curiouser.

She should… probably make sure the kid is okay. ]

Do you want to walk back together?

[ Her voice softens, as she remembers she's supposed to be a wife, speaking to a child. ]

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