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Todd finished up his gardening shift earlier, and got cleaned up and dressed. He was hoping to run into Neil in the room or in the bar to see about plans. But he couldn't find him anywhere. He debated on getting something to eat, but felt too troubled. Something seemed wrong somehow.
Perhaps a stroll out back would help.
So there's a poet with a jacket on against the chilled night air, watching the moon and stars over ahead as he walked near the woods.
Perhaps a stroll out back would help.
So there's a poet with a jacket on against the chilled night air, watching the moon and stars over ahead as he walked near the woods.
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"That's a lovely way of thinking," she says, softly. "You really are a poet."
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He added softly, "You should go riding then, so you can see for yourself, too."
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"I'll be sure to ask Helen about it. When did you ride her?"
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Anne's smile flashes, delighted.
"I'd love to see it. Where is it?"
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He then said, "It's not far from here, I can show you." He started walking in that direction, and added, "I take care of harvesting the fruits and vegetables there. But I like all aspects of gardening."
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[ooc: Bed is calling, care to fade here and say he showed her the garden?]
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(ooc: Sure thing, I need to get to bed ASAP myself. Funny how well they're getting along. I could see him considering her a surrogate sister before long. *G* Thxs for the RP, good for them to meet. And now I'm regretting I never had a chance to read her books when I was younger.)