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... g with his usual careless ease, watching her with a boyish grin. He reached for the grain bucket as if to help, though from this distance, it looked more like mischief than assistance. Emma swatted his hand away, her mouth moving rapidly, no doubt scolding him, but her efforts were half-hearted.
Lorraine could not hear their words from this distance, but the occasional bursts of laughter and indignant squawks of the doves carried faintly to where she sat. At one point, Elias must have sa ...
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