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The Fox at the Door

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Emma stood in her kitchen at 2 AM, staring at the bottle of vitamin D supplements on the counter. Mark had left them behind when he moved out three months ago—along with the good coffee maker and his rescue dog, Buster. She should throw them away. Instead, she swallowed one each morning, a small ritual of self-preservation masquerading as health.

Her phone buzzed. Sarah, the friend who'd ghosted her after Emma's breakdown last autumn, was finally reaching out. 'Coffee? I miss you.' Emma's thumb hovered over the screen. Some gaps don't bridge with caffeine.

Outside, a fox screamed—that unearthly cry that sounds like a woman being murdered. Emma pressed her forehead against the cold glass. She'd been seeing the fox for weeks, a sleek red shadow slipping through her suburban backyard at dusk. It felt like an omen, or perhaps her own wild self finally emerging from beneath years of compromise.

Mark had always said she couldn't bear the weight of her own expectations. He wasn't wrong. The weekend before he left, they'd gone hiking and encountered a black bear on the trail. Emma had frozen, certain this was it—the final moment, the universe forcing a decision. Mark had grabbed her hand and they'd backed away slowly, hearts hammering in sync. Later, over whiskey, he'd admitted he was more terrified than he'd ever been. She'd believed him.

Now she wondered if he'd been scared of the bear, or of how easily she'd accepted death as an option.

The fox appeared at the edge of the porch, its eyes reflecting the kitchen light. Emma opened the door. She didn't know what she expected—for it to speak, for her to follow it into the woods, for something to shift.

The fox simply watched her, patient as a secret, before turning and slipping into the darkness. Emma stood in the doorway, the night air cold on her skin, and finally understood: some things you don't tame. Some things you watch from a distance and appreciate all the more for their wildness.

She deleted Sarah's message. Tomorrow she'd buy her own vitamins.