The Farm Hand

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Jonah Damn, I can’t believe Levi asked me to wake her up. He wanted her to taste what it would be like when she was here during the summer, which is damn crazy. It’s all hands on, it’s so damn busy, not like now this is our quiet season. I knock on her door getting no reply. Damn, I had better go in and wake the Angel up. This is going to be fun. Not. I slowly and carefully open the door and tiptoed inside. It is fresh and smells like flowers, like her so damn perfect. I walk as silently as I can over to the bed. She’s sleeping, and her hair is spread over the pillow and her face. The sun is seeping in through the thin curtains. I’m surprised that she hasn’t woken up yet. She’s a true angel. I smile and lean forward and move her soft hair off her face and stare at the perfection it tru

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