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The forest glowed a vibrant green, the rich scent of animals and wood, decay and sunshine mingling beautifully. Scott walked beneath the boughs that reached far above, listening to the sounds of the birds. Dappled sunlight broke through the canopy, laying shifting patterns on the leaf litter underfoot. A deer ahead heard Scott approach and darted away, dancing from step to step, a spring uncoiling. Scott regretted the deal he had made.

8220;Mum, can I have ice cream after dinner? 8220;Maybe. 8220;Do you mean yes or no? 8221; I said maybe. When I was a kid, one of the many maybes on my parents list was a pet dog. I soon learnt that we were never going to have a dog. I grew used to it, and even shaped it into my identity.