He stepped further into the loft, the straw crunching beneath his boots. "I don't doubt you do. But two pairs of hands are faster than one, and the wind is picking up."
Clara looked up at him, a small, tired smile tugging at her lips. "Thanks," she whispered. busty in barn
Silas nodded, his hand lingering just a second longer than necessary. "Anytime, Clara. Anytime." He stepped further into the loft, the straw
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