the owner of green meads farm is a quiet man with a wry sense of humor who has spent much of his life there, riding and driving the trails with his and his customers' horses, most though not all of them morgans.
that wry thought provoked a smile, cracking the pursed lines of his face. who would have imagined, at this late phase of life, that i'd acquire a taste for justice kers kantun straightened the lap blanket again, asking solicitously,
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