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Breakfast wasn't porridge. It was a dare. She led me to a cliffside where a screeching crow had stolen her mother’s silver thimble. “Climb,” she said. I did, heart hammering. Halfway up, she paused, tied a loop in her own hair, and anchored me. “You freeze, I’ll cut you loose.” She was joking. Mostly. We retrieved the thimble from a nest guarded by a very confused buzzard. Her laugh, when we tumbled down together, was the most unhinged, joyful sound I’d ever heard.