Daniel climbed to his feet from the ground and twisted his back. "Nothing like sleeping on the ground to make a miserable morning," he said with a win...ome grin.Jon groaned. I moved to cover him with more blankets."What's wrong with him?" The wound he took yesterday is troubling him," I said quickly. "You might have to drive the carriage today."Daniel shrugged. "I know some herbcraft. I could maybe take a look at him."I shook my head. "He said he'd be fine ... though you might have to carry him. It was no use for riding, tight in the shoulders now he'd put on muscle, but the shirt looked fitted across his tight abdomen and he stuck his arms out of Clayton to fold-roll his sleeves up."Where's your flying jacket?" Chase asked."I leant it to Clay here," Cole grinned as his brother rushed off to get the sheepskin that Cole had all but forgotten he owned. Cole settled the jacket on his shoulders when Clayton returned and looked in the mirror. He looked like..."Like an American dude rancher. . Just as I came to terms that this would be a sleepless night, someone at a favorite site I frequent reached out to me out of the blue, suggesting that we might want to connect as friends.Lynn messaged me that she had come across my profile and thought we might have some common interests. I accepted the kind offer of friendship from this perfect but seemingly caring stranger. I could not understand what she saw in me but welcomed her company to squelch some of my loneliness.Our chat exchanges.
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