
She flexed her feet slowly, admiring the way her toes spread and curled, the faint tan lines from yesterday’s sandals still visible. A light breeze slipped across the porch, cool and sweet, brushing over her ankles and making the hammock drift. Tiny sparkles of sunlight danced across her skin, as if the day itself was winking at her. For the first time in weeks, her mind went quiet. She smiled, small and private, and closed her eyes. Right here — toes warm, muscles heavy, heart lighter — was exactly where she was supposed to be.
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