“I heard that unicorns had been shooting up flares, and I remembered what you’d said, so I took everything off the stove and shut the dampers, then grabbed my saddlebags and galloped out of town.  Towards Whitetail Woods.  But as I was running down the trail, I got even more scared.”  She lowered her head.  “So I went back home.  I thought I’d be safer inside than alone in the woods.”