Her eyes travelled over the distant mountains, the wild seas to her left and the flat, snow-covered land stretching out ahead. And then she did a double take. There on the horizon, silhouetted against the sun, something moved. It was in the blink of an eye. So rapid she almost missed it. Something big and loping and most unexpected.
It couldn’t be…?
She blinked again. Whatever it was had gone.
But April could have sworn she’d just see a polar bear.
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