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... >[Philip’s POV]
A deep, familiar grumble echoed from my stomach. I tugged gently on the reins, bringing my horse and wagon to a creaking halt. I hopped down, my boots sinking slightly into the soft loam, the cloth-wrapped lunch Mrs. Melinda had pressed into my hands feeling warm and heavy, a tangible piece of the home I’d just left.
I found a sturdy oak, its gnarled roots creating a natural seat, and sank to the ground with a soft groan, leaning my back against the rough ...
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