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... groaning as a sharp headache pounded through his skull. He blinked and rubbed his temples.
Then—
He froze.
He wasn’t in the stable.
Not surrounded by hay.
Not next to a snoring horse.
Instead—
He was on someone’s veranda.
A comfortable wooden deck, shaded by a small roof.
The morning air was crisp.
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