You’re closing up for the evening. The sky is dimming, the shutters creak softly, and the scent of summer clings to the air. Then, just as you step back inside… you spot it. A small green silhouette, motionless on your doorstep.
A frog.
At first, you might laugh. Maybe even flinch. A frog on your porch isn’t something you see every day. But what if it’s more than just a surprise? What if its sudden appearance holds a quiet message meant just for you?
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