Devin slipped away at first light. He didn’t go far, just to the edge of Tiffany’s yurt deck. He wanted to see the land, watch it come awake. The night chill was still on the air but he’d grabbed a comforter off the back of the couch and wrapped it around him.
A family of deer slept in the narrow passage between the forest and Tiffany’s vegetable garden fence just a few dozen feet away. He’d never seen them so close except in a zoo. They slept lying down, but with their heads up like a submarine periscope, wary of intruders. Only the delicate spotted fawn had lain down its head and given itself up to sleep with total abandon. Safe in the protection of its parents.
“It’s cold out here,” Tiffany scooted under the comforter with him. A deer ear swiveled to track her, but apparently she wasn
