“Oh. Honey. It’ll be alright,” Cherry said soothingly, pulling away from Silar’s side to take Magnolia’s arm in her own. “You can stay with us until the snow up there melts. Then we’ll figure out what to do next.” “Where will she sleep?” Silar asked his wife with a frown. Cherry scowled at him, no doubt feeling a little salty about his tone. I couldn’t blame her. I was feeling the same about his unwelcoming reply. “She can sleep in the bed with me and you can sleep in the kitchen if it comes to it!” Cherry said primly, drawing Magnolia protectively against her side. I didn’t know Cherry very
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