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Burning legs

By the time she reached the edge of the woods, Lilly’s legs were sore from rushing. Her little red car sat alone in the dirt lot, surrounded by tall trees. As she approached, she loosened the scarf just enough to peek inside. The animal blinked sleepily at her, its body finally starting to relax. This sight forced a careful smile on Lilly’s face.
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