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But there in the living room with her back towards him stood Milly, taking off her small red

gloves. She had just returned from her morning stroll to collect a few small flowers for her little
pink flowerpot, which had been sitting empty on the dining table. She had not seen him and he

quietly tried to sneak past her. It paid off and he ran off into the wood, heading towards the

farm house.