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Flynn
Saige seemed to melt inside herself. No words, no hint of a smile. It’s like the tree she’d taken life from had frozen up for the winter, dropping her like a dying leaf to the ground.
Pale cheeks. Sad eyes.
My heart ached for her, and I focused on trying to make things better.
I studied the gardening book she’d brought along to the homestead, and we set out together to create life in the fenced-in garden area Pa and I had readied the fall before. We worked side by side, more silent than not, Pa always looking on.
The one time he went to the river to fish for some dinner, I decided to get her to open up. Probe a bit to see how I might make her life bearable—even though just being near her made mine the opposite.
I hadn’t f****d my d**k raw but was well on the way.
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