Mrs Fox

Gorgeous description. “Down the path he walks, holding his fox. Her brightness escapes the coat at both ends; it is like trying to wrap fire. Her warmth against his chest is astonishing for a wife who always felt the cold, in her hands and feet.”

You do not get to know the hows and whys of the transformation, although despite the transformation there seems to be acceptance (after some time) and love that continues. I like Karen's take on it: “another story of the one who got away, the one who changed and went where the other couldn't follow, the feeble attempts to hold onto an impossible love, a relationship become unrecognizable.”