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On her last morning Sirina walked the coast one last time. The island seemed to watch her with a patient sympathy. She thought of the letter—how the sender had entrusted a part of their life to ink and paper and hope—and felt, without theatrics, that she understood the motion behind it. Some things, she decided, are better carried in soft places: a letter folded and left on a sill, a memory tended like a small plant.