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than content—she was proud, pleased, beyond joyful that she had made the choices that she had, that she had decided to find Damon in the woods, and that they had both committed to being together, no matter how difficult it could be.

Chapter Three
 

 
    Damon stared at the TV, feeling a mixture of amusement and almost-contempt at the trash that was shown for daytime programming. Before Jennifer had brought him out of the forest and into the bright, over-lit glare of the broader world of regular humans, Damon had known about the existence of TVs, of computers, smart phones, all of the myriad of technological devices that seemed to be part and parcel of living in the world—especially in the city. But he had little practical experience with them. Living in the forest, in a cave, by himself, there had been no need to distract himself from boredom. If he had free moments in his day, he was relieved simply to have the rest.
     
    Before his clan had died off, leaving him a hermit, Damon had learned about the broader world by means of the radio. They had still been able to produce enough not only for their own survival but for the purposes of trade—or they bartered services for goods, where they could. The clan had been able to keep generators in the forest, and they had been able to afford batteries and other accessories that had made electronics possible—but something like Jennifer’s laptop would have been a hopeless extravagance even then. A radio, powered by a few batteries, had been enough to give Damon some idea of the outside world, some entertainment on restless nights.
     
    On the television, some people were bickering in front of a judge about a rental agreement that had gone sour. Damon enjoyed the fact that he could watch TV, but half the time—particularly during the day—it didn’t seem as if there was anything interesting and he wondered at the fact that people could really be happy watching it several hours a day. He was feeling restless and a little lonely; Jennifer had gone back to her classes that morning, giving him a lingering kiss in bed as she got ready. He knew that she would have to go, and he encouraged her to finish her degree. He knew well enough that his lack of advanced education meant that he was going to have a much more difficult time finding a good job; even those kinds of jobs that he had the skills to do seemed to require certifications or degrees of some kind. Damon knew that until he was able to contribute to their life together, he wouldn’t feel right—but he didn’t even know how to start.
     
    He wouldn’t admit it to Jennifer—at least not completely—but he had been completely thrown by the differences between the city her college was situated in and the small towns he had known vaguely. She had tried to warn him, and he appreciated the time she had devoted to helping him get as comfortable as possible, but Damon was utterly perplexed at the fact that so many people could live in one place. Every single one of them, he knew, would want to kill him if they ever became aware of his true nature. It was a minor miracle, Damon reflected, that Jennifer had fallen in love with him; he had been raised with the certain knowledge that regular humans distrusted bears—whether they were regular denizens of the forest or shifters. To meet someone who was brave enough to track him when he was injured without knowing what his potential to harm her could be, who was stubborn enough to help him when he gave her no encouragement and even insisted on her leaving him alone—it seemed like a touch of destiny.
     
    After the attack that had come close to killing him, Damon had decided that he couldn’t live so close to the small towns anymore. He had also decided that if there was any way he could be with Jennifer, that he would do it; even if that meant making sacrifices. But he hated feeling restless; he hated feeling as though he couldn’t support himself. He had lived off of the land