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thank god, he muttered, letting out the breath he had been holding for what felt like ages. he turned to her, a watery smile coming over his face again. thanks for listening and not taking off. i didn't wake up today wanting to deal with an an angry bear.

he turned and began padding the other way, once the bear was safely beyond the horizon, and glanced over at the girl, wondering if she'd follow. yes, you and your sister came to the maplewood on a scouting trip, i think, he said slowly, trying to puzzle it out as he sorted through the many scenes in his head, like a hoarder through their living room. it's been some time.