She went to the barn to feed the horses — and stopped dead in the snow. There, behind the sagging timber she'd been meaning to mend for months, stood a foaling shed she'd never seen before, its fresh pine walls steaming in the cold. She didn't hear him ride away. But she felt the shape of him in eve
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