Was this some Zabrian wedding custom? I knew there were Old-Earth customs that involved burning hay in the shape of people or devils. But what did it mean to find a non-person-shaped, very-cube-shaped block of hay in your bed? The very same bed that your husband-to-be obviously hadn’t slept in? I eyed the hay and shook my head. Nope. No way Zohro’s big body would have fit there. Unless he spent the night perched on top of the bale of hay. Like a sleep paralysis demon. Or a cat.
