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When Ruby returned—always returning—she smelled of salt and new paper. They sat at their windowsill and made a habit of telling one another the story of the day, starting with the weather as though weather were the important turning point it often is. They kept their rituals: a postcard tucked into a bread package, a moon-shaped pebble hidden in a pocket for luck, a knot in the baker's twine that meant "come back."