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12. Walmart shoes
It made her feel guilty to look at the caller ID on the screen. She was trying to avoid talking to Christian. Her entire week was spent working in the orchard and then coming back home to warm meal. Sometimes it felt like this was her daily life and she did not have any complaints about it. Her clothes arrived two days ago and as expected they were designer and expensive. Something she could not wear while working. Maybe she should just give in and go to the local Walmart to buy something that would make her comfortable. Her feet hurt daily because of straining in her heels and running around. Due to the thick mud, Sanaah already lost two of her stilettos. The previous day for white ankle boots got completely ruined in the mud. There was no one to blame but herself for thinking they wo
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