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... in’ To Vixen]***
The stew had been better than expected. Elk shoulder cut into cubes - with crushed juniper berries to soften the gamey flavor - and root vegetables someone must have gathered before the storm.
My son now slept against my chest in a makeshift sling that Sarah had fashioned from a spare sheet, freeing my arms *theoretically* though I still kept one close. Kyrie sat close beside us, both of our backs against the limestone wall in a quieter alcove.
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