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9 Eric left late last night, after pampering me with a delicious dinner, good wine, and conversation. He told me all about the upcoming tournament in Florida and how he was preparing for it. Thank God, he didn’t try to stay the night or sleep with me before leaving, because I wasn’t completely over his scene yet. In fact, I had stayed awake in bed for hours, thinking about his freak out and what I could do to help him never have one again. Sleeping only a little resulted in a tired me the next day. I dragged myself up and down the ranch, going from chore to chore, barely thinking. Jimmy asked me several times if I was okay and suggested I give in and go take a nap. When Paul was done with his last class, he helped me put away the saddles and bridles for once. I think even he noticed how