Couldn’t fit it inside, but the horse’s blanket lay over it, and, like I said, as long as no one rides him and don’t remove the blanket, I think it’ll stay hid. ” 243 She felt a mixture of embarrassment, humiliation, and pride well up in her cheeks, flushing them. The emerald wings, slashed with scarlet and yellow, wheeling and swooping about her head, there among the wild plantain.
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