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Couldn’t fit it inside, but the horse’s blanket lay over it, and, like I said, as long as no one rides him and don’t remove the blanket, I think it’ll stay hid. Her soft brown eyes, inherited from Larry, warmed an already pretty face. Very few survived her trials. She knew that her voice was superior to Annabel’s, and she had no further qualms.
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