My dog was sneaking something past me—and
I. The Garden’s MysteryEach morning, I found my garden ravaged—chewed carrots, torn lettuce, and severed vines. Suspecting nocturnal intruders, I set traps and cameras, expecting raccoons or foxes. “Yet never in my wildest imaginings did I foresee how the truth would fracture my convictions—then reforge my heart anew.” II. Runa’s Silence, Runa’s SecretRuna, my loyal…