“Shoot me if you will. It’s like he’s gone somewhere far away. She wasn’t entirely sure he was real until he knelt and put his arms around her. Here goes.
He grinned broadly when Roland this time shook it in both of his, the over-and-under grip preferred by drovers and cowboys. “Ye should send Sheemie and I on alone, sai. But there are horses everywhere—perhaps not as good as these, I’ll admit, but any port does in a storm, so they say. Work in the blacksmithing line had been plentiful.
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