Next Morning

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By morning, the creature had shifted closer to the heater, resting more comfortably. It still avoided her touch, but it no longer looked quite so fearful.
Smiling, Lilly tilted her head. “I can’t keep calling you ‘creature.’” After a pause, she added, “You look like a Milo.” The animal blinked. “Milo it is.”
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