"If I die," he whispered in the dark, "dinna follow me. The bairns will need ye. Stay for them. I can wait.

A hedgehog? And just how does a hedgehog make love?" he demanded. No, I thought. I won't. I will not. But I did. "Very carefully," I replied, giggling helplessly. So now we know just how old that one is, I thought.
A hedgehog? And just how does a hedgehog make love?" he demanded. No, I thought. I won't. I will not...
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