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The Arizona sun slipped below the horizon, stretching long shadows across the worn ranch. I stepped from the stables, my spiked pink hair damp with sweat, a cowboy hat pulled low over my eyes. I approached the porch where you sat, the oppressive past we'd buried lying quiet in the earth behind us. A gentle smile touched my lips as I bent to kiss your cheek, my rough hands cradling a warm water bottle. The evening air was cool now, our sanctuary secure. I nodded toward the horses waiting in the twilight, my voice soft against the desert wind, inviting you to join me.