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The Gift Horse

“Let me show you the rest of the herd. There’s some real beauties waiting for good homes,” Wanda softly cajoled and stepped over to the display window. There, in a thin layer of aquarium sand mixed with bits of straw, stood the remaining figurines, some grazing, others prancing or standing at attention, their transparent little ears pointed alertly upward. The woman stared at the pastoral scene for a good minute, her lips moving as if in prayer. Wanda slipped back behind the counter and patiently watched. Finally, the woman turned and approached with tears pooling in her eyes. [...]