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Heat made decisions feel heavier. Still, she smoothed a pattern, tapped a pencil to her lip, and made a single, small adjustment—a dart here, a softer shoulder there. It felt less like conquering the page and more like coaxing the shape out of the paper. Each careful change lifted something in her chest; the WIP began to look less like a problem and more like promise.

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Beside her, a battered stuffed critter she called Skuddbutt—patched ears, one button eye missing, a seam cracked along its hip—sat propped against a jar of pencils. Gwen had found it in a thrift-store bin the winter she’d started making things again, and the toy had become an unofficial studio mascot: ridiculous, stubborn, endearingly broken. She smiled without meaning to, brushing a fingertip over the split seam. Fixing Skuddbutt had been on her list for months. So had finishing the dozen-half-baked designs scattered on the bench. Heat made decisions feel heavier