“Do you think we should have gone with them?” Becky asked anxiously, as she watched the group of people running across the court and out to whatever fate had in store.
“Absolutely not.” Her father’s tone was resolute, the same voice he’d used when she’d begged him for riding lessons when she was six, to go on the school exchange when she was
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Glad you enjoyed it!
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Damn gubbermint.
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