They walked deeper into the village. The houses were closer together, some even sharing walls. How could you be so close to your neighbor and yet ignore them on the street?At one house, Dawn walked up rickety steps to a door. The neighbor’s door was only a few inches from this one. He knocked softly, and in a pattern. When no one came to the door, he tried a bit louder. The window on the neighbor’s house shifted.Dawn took a deep breath and knocked again.This time, the door flew open, answered by a woman wearing nothing more than breeches tied low at her hips. Her hair was auburn, almost red, and long, blowing in the breeze and brushing almost to her stomach. Her bright blue eyes widened in shock.“Dawn.” It was a whisper of breath, awed and confused.“Hi Flora,” Dawn said just before he was yanked forward, against the woman’s chest, and hugged tightly. His face pressed almost into her breast since he was standing one stair lower.“God, Dawn, what the hell? Where the hell have you b
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