# She Was Buried Beneath the Snow. He Was Buried Beneath the Truth.

I followed you into the bus station.”

“You stole fabric from a homeless man?”

“I picked it from the back of a chair after you stood up.”

“That’s still strange.”

“I wanted Mercy to help me find you again if you moved.”

I stared at the wool.

“She tracked me during the storm?”

“Possibly.”

“Then why return to the stake?”

“She had a newborn puppy.”

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