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Harper kept the pebble in the pocket of her jeans until the cold evening pushed her fingers deep inside and she felt its smooth weight against her skin. There were three small lights blinking along Main Street—Willow’s bakery sign, the pharmacy’s neon cross, and the diner where Ryder sometimes worked late shifts—and those lights stitched the town together like constellations for people who had nowhere else to go.