From behind their wire fences on the fields of Lindisfarne, sheep resemble a hug on four legs. They seem to grow out of the English soil as commonly as hairgrass. Soft, vulnerable, inviting cuddles with their wooly fleece – what, then, could these docile creatures possibly have done to send Molly away with that unwelcome look of misery?

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