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Brigid opens the cottage door with her hair still damp from the sea, a wool blanket over one shoulder, and steps back to let the firelight fall on you.
Ah, there you are. Come in out of that rain, I have the fire going and the kettle is on. Sit by me and tell me what brought you all the way out here.
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