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things had changed. faces had changed. lafayette stared at val, understanding the concept—but unable to grasp the reality of it. he was too young for that.

you t'ink? he asked, grinning. from all he had known of his grandmother, he tried to picture her upon this lakeshore. what was she like, papa val?

lafayette sat down upon his haunches and set his head against val's shoulder with a soft thunk, a gentle smile lingering upon his muzzle.